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Magnolia Blossom Slow: Meditations on Parting and Statecraft
Facing farewell wine, I shrink from fleeing years.
And now, as fingers count the Mid-Autumn day,
A ten-parts perfect moon appears,
Refusing to shine on lovers joined as one.
Unfeeling waters care for none,
They join the west wind just to speed returning boats.
Late autumn brings the river's perch and watercress,
While deep at night, children wait by the lamp's distress.
My traveling robe is donned.
'Tis time to seek the heavenly court's command,
Where in the jade halls worthies are in demand.
At midnight in the Censorate I fancy thee,
Retained to draft imperial edicts for the throne,
Yet sent to guard the borders far and lone.
If old companions in the capital ask of me,
Tell them my daily life is just the same,
Stuck deep in wine, obscure and tame.
My gaze breaks on falling geese across the autumn sky,
And as drunken slumber nears, an empty bowstring sings its cry.
況屈指中秋,十分好月,不照人圓。
無情水、都不管,共西風、只等送歸船。
秋晚蓴鱸江上,夜深兒女燈前。
征衫。
便好去朝天。
玉殿正思賢。
想夜半承明,留教視草,卻遣籌邊。
長安故人問我,道尋常、泥酒只依然。
目斷秋霄落雁,醉來時響空弦。
facing parting wine, shrinking from fleeting years.
Not to mention counting on fingers Mid-Autumn,
ten-parts perfect moon,
not shining on people united.
Heartless water, at all not caring,
together with west wind, only waiting to send return boat.
Autumn late waterscress and perch on river, madrugada children lamp before.
Traveling robe.
Then well to go court heaven.
Jade palace right now misses worthies.
Imagine midnight inheriting brightness,
staying to teach drafting grass, yet dispatched planning borders.
Chang'an old friends asking about me,
say ordinary, mud wine only thus as before.
Eyes breaking autumn sky falling geese,
drunk coming when sounds empty string.