The Peach Blossom Spring

The Peach Blossom Spring
Tr. by DKJ

He floated along a stream, oblivious to how far he had gone.

There were countless paths, and chickens and dogs could be heard.

Young and old were contended and joyful.

They welcomed him into their families.

They invited him to dine with them.

He rowed the same route back, leaving markers at various locations.

He told the Prefect all that had happened.

They got lost , never finding the route.