Translation of Wutai Mountain Diary

On the first day of April, it rained fifteen miles early, and the road was divided into two ways. The horse head went west to Mount Tai, and the weather was getting worse. After more than ten miles, I arrived at Songmenling. The mountain was steep and the road was slippery, so I rode and walked. Since Fenghua, although the mountains are heavy, they all follow the foothills; At this point, the detour is close to the ridge. However, after the rain, the weather is fine, and the spring sounds like mountains, one after another, and the mountain azaleas are reflected. Today, people climb the calendar and forget the hardships. Fifteen more miles, bamboo temple rice. Wheat is planted everywhere on the top of the mountain. From the south of Mount Zhu Jin, you will clear the road to the countryside. It's perfect to have a meal with the monk Yunfeng of Guoqing. The monk Yunfeng said that he had arrived in Liang Shi. The long road is dangerous and the luggage is inconvenient. If you don't go into battle lightly, you must treat National Day with a heavy burden. Yuran agreed, and ordered Dan Fu to go to the National Day with Yunfeng. Yu and Master were on the lotus boat: respect the monk as the Tao. Walk five miles and cross Jinzhuling. There are many dwarf pines beside the ridge, with their old stems buckling, green roots and beautiful leaves, and everything in the Nagato Basin. After more than 30 miles, I arrived at Amitabha Temple. Up and down the mountain, Shan Ye is desolate and lonely, afraid of hiding tigers and burning vegetation. Spring is full, and the road is unique to travelers. Buddhist nun is in the low-lying area of Wanshan depression, and the road is barren and long. If appropriate, you can eat and live.

-Translation.

It rained on the first morning of April. After walking fifteen miles, there are differences on the road. The horse turned west to Mount Tai (meaning that he went west to Mount Tai). After the rain, the sky gradually brightened up. After more than ten miles, I arrived at Songmenling. The mountain is steep and the road is slippery. I gave up riding and walked instead. Since Fenghua, although many mountains have been climbed, they are all along the foothills. From here, we all walk on the ridge. It just cleared up after the rain, the sound of spring water and the beautiful scenery on the mountain changed back and forth, and the azaleas in the green trees reflected the hair, which made people forget the hard work of climbing the mountain. I walked another 15 mile and ate at Zhu Jin Temple. Wheat is planted everywhere on the top of the mountain. Going south from Jinzhuling is the road to National Day. It happened that monk Yunfeng and I had dinner together on National Day. Speaking of the steep mountains and long journey from here to Liang Shi, it will be very inconvenient to take luggage. It's better to go into battle lightly and hire someone to carry the luggage in the back. I readily agreed to this proposal, and asked Danfu to accompany Yunfeng to the National Day. Master and I took the lotus boat to take the road to Liang Shi. I walked five miles and passed Jinzhuling. Next to Jinzhuling, there are dwarf pines, curved old trunks, vigorous roots and beautiful leaves, all of which are good bonsai materials for our long-time masters (the word "things in pots" is uncertain, I think it is bonsai). After another 30 miles, I arrived at Mituo Temple. Surrounded by high mountains, Shan Ye is desolate and silent, and afraid of hiding tigers, so we burn grass and plant trees. Spring is roaring, the wind is blowing, and there is no pedestrian on the road. Mituo Temple is in the middle of the low-lying place in Wanshan 'ao. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. I'm already on my way to where I can eat and live.