Harmony Tom Sharp

A stream in Langya Valley sang like pebbles dancing on stones to a drunkard who stopped to listen. He whistled and chanted in harmony as the moon shined brightly and the valley echoed in the night. After he left, the stream still sang and the valley echoed, and the rest of us hear the music as if he were still there.

醉翁操·琅然 苏轼

琅然，清圆。 谁弹? 响空山。 无言，惟翁醉中知其天。 月明风露娟娟，人未眠。 荷蒉过山前，曰有心也哉此贤。 醉翁啸咏，声和流泉。 醉翁去后，空有朝吟夜怨。 山有时而童颠，水有时而回川。 思翁无岁年，翁今为飞仙。 此意在人间，试听徽外三两弦。