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In summer at the south pavilion thinking of Xing – Meng Haoran

The mountain-light suddenly fails in the west,
In the east from the lake the slow moon rises.
I loosen my hair to enjoy the evening coolness
And open my window and lie down in peace.
The wind brings me odours of lotuses,
And bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew….
I would take up my lute and I would play,
But, alas, who here would understand?
And so I think of you, old friend,
O troubler of my midnight dreams !


夏日南亭怀辛大

山光忽西落, 池月渐东上。
散发乘夜凉, 开轩卧闲敞。
荷风送香气, 竹露滴清响。
欲取鸣琴弹, 恨无知音赏。
感此怀故人, 中宵劳梦想。

2016-06-22

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