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.