Doomed tragedy
Passed
the place where the Ying
River enters the Huai,
and for the first time saw the mountains along the Huai. Today we reached
Shou-chou.
I travel day
and night toward the Yangtze and the sea.
Maple
leaves, reed flowers - fall has endless sights.
On the broad
Huai I can't tell if the sky is near or far;
green hills
keep rising and falling with the boat.
Shou-chou -
already I see the white stone pagoda,
though short
oars haven't brought us around Yellow Grass Hill.
Waves calm,
wind mild - I look for the landing.
My friends
have stood a long time in twilight mist.
Generalna :: Autor kdaria1976 03:19
