旅宿
杜牧
旅馆无良伴， 凝情自悄然。
寒灯思旧事， 断雁警愁眠。
远梦归侵晓， 家书到隔年。
沧江好烟月， 门系钓鱼船。
A NIGHT AT A TAVERN
Du Mu
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.
