Fortune Telling Collection - Zodiac Guide - I urgently need to translate Liu Zongyuan's Travel Notes at the Beginning of Xishan Banquet!

I urgently need to translate Liu Zongyuan's Travel Notes at the Beginning of Xishan Banquet!

I have been worried since I was demoted and lived in Yongzhou. After reading it, walk slowly and wander aimlessly. Climb mountains, winding streams, deep springs and strange rocks with your companions. No matter how far it is, we will go. As soon as we got to those places, we pulled out the weeds, lay on the floor, poured wine and drank heavily until we got drunk. After getting drunk, they slept on the ground with pillows on each other and soon fell asleep. Everything you can think of in your heart can appear in your sleep. Go home after waking up. I thought I had visited all the places in Yongzhou. I didn't know there was a strange and unique Western Mountain.

On September 28th this year, I sat in the Hokkeji Pavilion overlooking the Western Hills, and found that the scenic spots of the Western Hills were very different. So I took my servant across the Xiangjiang River and walked along the Dyed Stream, cut down the overgrown shrubs and burned the messy thatch, and never stopped until I reached the top of the Western Hills. Climbing branches to the top of the mountain, crossing my legs and sitting on the floor, almost all the land in several States gathered under my seat: rugged, open, low-lying, continuous; Some are like ant nests, and some are like ant holes. Seemingly large and small, in fact, thousands of miles away, all gathered in front of us, and no one escaped and hid. Green mountains and green waters set each other off, touch the distant sky and look around. After reading these, I realized that this mountain is really unique and very different from ordinary small mounds. Unconsciously, my body and mind are divorced from the lofty spirit between heaven and earth in nature, and I don't know where the end is. So I picked up the hip flask, filled the cup, took a sip and fainted. Before you know it, it's dusk, and it's far and near, and it's dark, and I can't see anything, but I don't want to go back. It is so forgetful and unrestrained, as if it has been integrated with everything in the world. Only then can I understand that the past is equal to no sightseeing, and the real sightseeing starts from now. So I wrote this down specially. This year is Yuanhe four years (809).