驿路侵斜月，
溪桥度晓霜。
短篱残菊一枝黄。
正是乱山深处，
过重阳。
旅枕原无梦，
寒更每自长。
只言江左好风光。
不道中原归思
转凄凉。
A Southern Song
Lu Benzhong
The pathway is invaded by slanting moonlight;
The bridge is gilt with morning frost over the stream.
A lonely branch of asters yellows by fenceside.
In rugged mountains deep and wide,
I pass the Double Ninth Day.
On the pillow of an inn no roamer could dream;
Long, long seems each cold night.
I thought the southern scenery must be bright and gay.
Who knows the thoughts of lost Central Plain would appear
And make me sad and drear? |
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