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Melancholy at the Long Pavilion: Wandering Past East Marsh
I still recall that former day, when green shade veiled the courtyard door:
My clogs upon the mossy stairs, wine-stains upon my silken sleeve—
How boundless were the bygone years! Now only vain regrets remain,
To search for tracks among the weeds where autumn fills the withered plain.
We vowed to meet and gaze on blooms; but since we drifted far apart,
Like wind and scattered clouds, our fellowship was torn.
And waters stretch afar.
Who could foretell beyond the streams, chaotic mountains stretch yet more?
A heavy dream at heaven's edge, too brief to span the shore.
Perhaps they have forgotten now the carved balustrade and lattice screen.
I gaze upon the lingering, slanting light where ancient branches lean,
And stroke the towering trunks while failing years draw to their close.
Yet still a few stray crimson petals know the sorrow of the western close.
尚記當日,綠陰門掩。
屐齒莓階,酒痕羅袖事何限。
欲尋前跡,空惆悵、成秋苑。
自約賞花人,別後總、風流雲散。
水遠。
怎知流水外,卻是亂山尤遠。
天涯夢短。
想忘了、綺疏雕檻。
望不盡、苒苒斜陽,撫喬木、年華將晚。
但數點紅英,猶識西園悽婉。
Still remember that day, green shade gate closed.
Clogs teeth mossy steps, wine stains silk sleeve matters what limit.
Desiring to seek former traces, empty sorrow, become autumn garden.
Self appointed flower appreciating people, after parting altogether, romantic flow cloud scattered.
Water distant.
How to know flowing water outside, instead is chaotic mountains still more distant.
Edge of heaven dream short.
Thinking forgotten, carved lattice carved railing.
Looking unexhausted, gradually slanting sun, stroking tall trees, years age about to late.
Only several dots red petals, still know west garden desolate grievance.