泊秦淮
杜牧
烟笼寒水月笼沙， 夜泊秦淮近酒家。
商女不知亡国恨， 隔江犹唱后庭花。
A MOORING ON THE QIN HUAI RIVER
Du Mu
Mist veils the cold stream, and moonlight the sand,
As I moor in the shadow of a river-tavern,
Where girls, with no thought of a perished kingdom,
Gaily echo A Song of Courtyard Flowers.
