旅館無良伴,凝情自悄然。
寒燈思舊事,斷雁警愁眠。
遠夢歸侵曉,傢書到隔年。
滄江好煙月,門係釣魚船。
Solitary at the tavern,
I am shut in with loneliness and grief.
Under the cold lamp, I brood on the past;
I am kept awake by a lost wildgoose.
...Roused at dawn from a misty dream,
I read, a year late, news from home –
And I remember the moon like smoke on the river
And a fisher-boat moored there, under my door.