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Joyful Migration of Orioles: Dawn Chill and Weary Travel
Roosting birds remain untouched, while farm cocks wake the morn.
Through misty hamlets horses neigh and travelers rise,
Where dwindling moons still pierce the thickets' guise.
Upon my cheek, the frozen tear-tracks chill;
The wine's brave warmth fights off the frost, but fails us still.
Wearied and quiet, how shall the traveler bear
To tread once more the capital's thick dust and care?
Recalling since we drifted far apart,
A thousandfold entanglements besiege my heart;
No solitary goose flies by to take my word.
In fragrant chambers, behind emerald screens so warm and blurred,
Who heeds this drifting life through wintry weather hurled?
To rail at flowers and mourn the moon fills up the weary world.
It is not that my soul has never known this pain;
Just when I hoped such bitterness might wane,
With every passing day, the sorrow swells again.
聽宿鳥未驚,鄰雞先覺。
迤邐煙村,馬嘶人起,殘月尚穿林薄。
淚痕帶霜微凝,酒力衝寒猶弱。
嘆倦客、悄不禁,重染風塵京洛。
追念,人別後,心事萬重,難覓孤鴻託。
翠幌嬌深,曲屏香暖,爭念歲寒飄泊。
怨月恨花煩惱,不是不曾經著。
這情味,望一成消減,新來還惡。
Listening to roosting birds not yet startled, neighboring roosters first awake.
Wending through smoky villages, horses neigh and people rise, the waning moon still pierces through thickets.
Tear marks carrying frost slightly congeal, wine's strength rushing against cold is still weak.
Sighing over the weary traveler, quietly unable to bear it, once more stained by wind and dust in the capital Luoyang.
Looking back, after people separated, emotional matters are ten-thousandfold, difficult to find a lone wild goose for entrustment.
Emerald bed-curtains deep and charming, curved screens fragrant and warm, who cares about year-cold wandering?
Resenting the moon and hating flowers causing vexation, it is not that I have not experienced this.
This emotional flavor, hoping once to diminish, recently has turned even worse.