望庐山瀑布
李白
日照香炉生紫烟，
遥看瀑布挂前川。
飞流直下三千尺，
疑是银河落九天
Under the round golden sun,
purple smoke was rising
from the temple’s incense
far away,
a splendid waterfall had been hang on
to the mountain
across from,
flying straight down into the rushing river
3000 feet below,
as the glaxay falling from the mestery universe
on the ninth heaven.