除夜有怀
崔涂
迢递三巴路， 羁危万里身。
乱山残雪夜， 孤独异乡春。
渐与骨肉远， 转于僮仆亲。
那堪正飘泊， 明日岁华新。
ON NEW YEAR'S EVE
Cui Tu
Farther and farther from the three Ba Roads,
I have come three thousand miles, anxious and watchful,
Through pale snow-patches in the jagged nightmountains --
A stranger with a lonely lantern shaken in the wind.
...Separation from my kin
Binds me closer to my servants --
Yet how I dread, so far adrift,
New Year's Day, tomorrow morning!
