饯别王十一南游
刘长卿
望君烟水阔， 挥手泪沾巾。
飞鸟没何处？ 青山空向人。
长江一帆远， 落日五湖春。
谁见汀洲上， 相思愁白苹？
ON SEEING WANG LEAVE FOR THE SOUTH
Liu Changing
Toward a mist upon the water
Still I wave my hand and sob,
For the flying bird is lost in space
Beyond a desolate green mountain....
But now the long river, the far lone sail,
five lakes, gleam like spring in the sunset;
And down an island white with duckweed
Comes the quiet of communion.
