Reascending Chingkangshan

I have long aspired to reach for the clouds And I again ascend Chingkangshan. Coming from afar to view our old haunt, I find new scenes replacing the old. Everywhere orioles sing, swallows dart, Streams babble And the road mounts skyward. Once Huangyangchieh is passed No other perilous place calls for a glance. Wind and thunder are stirring, Flags and banners are flying Wherever men live. Thirty-eight years are fled With a mere snap of the fingers. We can clasp the moon in the Ninth Heaven And seize turtles deep down in the Five Seas: We'll return amid triumphant song and laughter. Nothing is hard in this world If you dare to scale the heights.