众鸟高飞尽,孤云独去闲。相看两不厌,只有敬亭山。· The birds have flown to their roost in the tree. | The last cloud has just floated lazily by; | But we never tire of each other,not we,| As we sit there together - the mountains and I.
(Li Bai [701-762]: “Sitting Alone at Mount Jingting”)