In the Land of the Fallen Moon, who gazes up at the starry sky? Who seeks eternal joy?
"The Hundred Thousand Mountains: Peace Amid All Things":
"Peace amid all things, the moonlight faint and cool.
Drunk, I lean against the strings of a tree, the River of Stars tilting overhead.
Where does the silver osmanthus fall in frosty splendor? When will mist and clouds give birth to dawn?
Fireflies endure for ten thousand years, the immortal of the Magpie Bridge; the bright moon shines forever over the Goddess's Palace; the mortal world drifts eastward with the river, indifferent.
One day, at last, we shall break through the clouds.
The endless night will shatter, and all living things will know lasting peace.
The hidden ox's fire sacrifice rends the heart; in years to come, how can I bear to leave my homeland?
Though you alone may admire this scene, I shall journey from the blue heavens to the Yellow Springs, my icy heart and blazing blood sweeping across the mortal world."
Great King Sun sang a song of sorrow, the scholars painted a land of mountains and rivers, and all the world's living beings composed an awe-inspiring poem.
