“An Unexpected Trip to Peach Blossom Spring” written by Wang Wei - Ink on Rice Paper Original

Original ink calligraphy by Ming Ge.

Edition of: 1

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书法（行书）唐王维诗“桃源行”—Calligraphy (Semi-Cursive Script) of poem titled “An Unexpected Trip to Peach Blossom Spring” written by Wang Wei (699-761) in Tang Dynasty     

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A fisherman follows the river, charmed by the mountain's spring, Peach blossoms line both banks along the ancient crossing. He watches red branches drift past, forgetting the miles, Walking the green stream to its end — not a soul in sight.

At the mountain's mouth he slips into a hidden passage, Then the peaks part wide onto a sunlit open plain. Far off, a cluster of trees gathers like clouds — Closer now: a thousand homes amid flowers and bamboo.

Woodcutters still carry names from the Han dynasty, The villagers wear robes unchanged since the age of Qin. Together they dwell beside this hidden Wuling source, A world set apart, where fields bloom beyond all time.

Moonlit pines stand silent over quiet chambers at night, At sunrise, dogs and roosters fill the mist with sound. Word spreads that a stranger has appeared among them — All come forth, pulling him homeward, asking of the world outside.

At dawn the village lanes are swept clean of fallen petals, At dusk, fishermen and woodcutters return by water. They first fled the mortal world to find this refuge, And having found it, became like immortals — never wishing to leave.

Who beyond these gorges knows that people live here? From the outside world, one sees only empty cloud-wrapped peaks. The fisherman does not doubt such sacred ground is hard to find, Yet his heart, still worldly, quietly aches for home.

Leaving the cave, mountains and rivers stretch between — He parts from those people, intending one day to return. He tells himself he remembers the path well enough — How could he know the peaks and valleys would rearrange themselves?

When he entered, he only thought of going deeper, Following the green stream through its bends into the cloud forest. Now spring has returned and peach blossom waters flow everywhere — Which stream leads to the immortal source? He cannot tell.

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渔舟逐水爱山春，两岸桃花夹古津。 

坐看红树不知远，行尽青溪不见人。

山口潜行始隈隩，山开旷望旋平陆。

遥看一处攒云树，近入千家散花竹。

樵客初传汉姓名，居人未改秦衣服。

居人共住武陵源，还从物外起田园。

月明松下房栊静，日出云中鸡犬喧。

惊闻俗客争来集，竞引还家问都邑。

平明闾巷扫花开，薄暮渔樵乘水入。

初因避地去人间，及至成仙遂不还。

峡里谁知有人事，世中遥望空云山。

不疑灵境难闻见，尘心未尽思乡县。

出洞无论隔山水，辞家终拟长游衍。

自谓经过旧不迷，安知峰壑今来变。

当时只记入山深，青溪几曲到云林。

春来遍是桃花水，不辨仙源何处寻。