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At dusk, the blue-green mountains lie far away; in the cold, the plain house looks poor.

Caught in Snow, Lodging with a Host on Furong Mountain

Tang dynasty・Liu Changqing

At dusk the blue-gray mountains seem distant, in the bitter cold the plain white dwelling looks poor.

By the brushwood gate, a dog is heard barking,through wind and snow, someone returns at night。

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In the dusk, the vast, hazy mountains make the road seem distant; in the cold, the humble thatched hut before me looks poorer still. Suddenly a dog barks beside the brushwood gate: someone has come home through the snowy night.

Annotations

芙蓉山: Mount Furong; its precise location is disputed. 苍山: mountains dark blue-green in the gathering dusk. 白屋: an unadorned thatched cottage, indicating a poor household.

柴门: a simple courtyard gate woven from brushwood. 夜归人: someone returning at night. Interpretations have long differed over whether this is the host returning home or the poet arriving to seek lodging; the translation leaves room for the narrative sense of “someone returning.”

Introduction

Reading guide: This five-character quatrain records sights and sounds encountered while seeking lodging at a mountain home at dusk in wind and snow. The title establishes the traveler's circumstances, while the poem itself leaves only fragments of mountains, a house, a dog's bark, and a returning figure, inviting readers to fill in the night's stay themselves.

Commentary

The first two lines depict distant scenery and nearby houses; “远” (far) and “贫” (poor) reveal both the hardship of travel and the simplicity of the household. The last two lines shift from sight to sound: a dog's barking comes first, and the returning person is then perceived.

The poem never directly states the comfort of finding shelter, yet the space inside and outside the brushwood gate creates a contrast between cold and human life. The figures’ unspecified identities also make the picture intriguing; it need not be forced into one definitive scene.

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