唐诗 THE DALE OF SINGING BIRDS 鸟鸣涧

THE DALE OF SINGING BIRDS
WANG WEI
 
Sweet laurel blooms fall unenjoyed;
Vague hills dissolve into night void.
The moonrise startles birds to sing;
Their twitter fills the dale with spring.
 
鸟鸣涧
王维
 
人闲桂花落，夜静春山空。
月出惊山鸟，时鸣春涧中。