"Looking for Lu Hongjian but Failing to Find Him" by Jiaoran
You've moved to a house backing the outer wall; I reach it by wild paths through mulberry and hemp. Along the fence chrysanthemums newly set out have yet to bloom, though autumn's here. I pound the gate but no dog barks. About to go, I ask at the house next door; they tell me you're up in the hills, never come home till the sun is low.