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.