人必须以冬日之心

One must have a mind of winter

去细看霜华

To regard the frost and the boughs

和积雪的松枝；

Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

而且要冰冷了很久

And have been cold a long time

才能凝视冰茬蓬松的刺柏，

To behold the junipers shagged with ice,

和一月阳光遥远的闪耀中

The spruces rough in the distant glitter

粗放的云杉；而不去想

Of the January sun; and not to think

风声中的，疏叶声中的，

Of any misery in the sound of the wind,

任何悲痛，

In the sound of a few leaves,

发出这声音的土地

Which is the sound of the land

充满了同一场吹息在

Full of the same wind

同一片空旷之地的

That is blowing in the same bare place

为听者而吹的风，他在雪中谛听，

For the listener, who listens in the snow,

而且，全无自己，无视不在那里的

And, nothing himself, beholds

一切，并凝视在那里的空无。

Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.