早秋
许浑
遥夜泛清瑟， 西风生翠萝。
残萤栖玉露， 早雁拂银河。
高树晓还密， 远山晴更多。
淮南一叶下， 自觉老烟波。
EARLY AUTUMN
Xu Hun
There's a harp in the midnight playing clear,
While the west wind rustles a green vine;
There's a low cloud touching the jade-white dew
And an early wildgoose in the River of Stars....
Night in the tall trees clings to dawn;
Light makes folds in the distant hills;
And here on the Huai, by one falling leaf,
I can feel a storm on Lake Dongting.
