Taiyi stretches toward heaven;
  Linked mountains reach into the sea.
 Looking back, white clouds coalesce;
  In the mist, the mist can't be seen.
 A ridge is a boundary of worlds:
  Cloudy or clear; with - or sans - tree.
 In need of lodging for the night,
  I ask the woodsman cross river from me.

This is poem #118 of the 300 Tang Poems [唐诗三百首.] The original in Simplified Chinese is:

太乙近天都， 连山接海隅。
白云回望合， 青霭入看无。
分野中峰变， 阴晴众壑殊。
欲投人处宿， 隔水问樵夫。