梅古寺,梅树三两株。有月,景色愈佳。某年二月,由小田原游汤本,谒早云寺。此时,夕阳落于函岭,一鸦掠空,群山苍苍,暮色冥冥。寺内无人。惟有梅花两三株,状如飞雪,立于黄昏之中。徘徊良久,仰望天空,古钟楼上,夕月一弯,淡若清梦。 Mei Temple, plum thirty-two. There are months, the better scenery. A year in February, by Odawara tour soup, Ye Temple early clouds. At this point, the sunset landed in the letter Ling, a crow swept away, the mountains dark, twilight somewhere. Nobody inside the temple. Only plum two or three strains, such as blizzard, stand in the dusk. Wandering a long time, looking to the sky, the ancient bell upstairs, the moon and a bend, light as clear dreams.