新年作

刘长卿

乡心新岁切， 天畔独潸然。

老至居人下， 春归在客先。

岭猿同旦暮， 江柳共风烟。

已似长沙傅， 从今又几年。

NEW YEAR'S AT CHANGSHA

Liu Changqing

New Year's only deepens my longing¹,

Adds to the lonely tears of an exile

Who, growing old and still in harness,

Is left here by the homing spring....

Monkeys come down from the mountains to haunt me.

I bend like a willow², when it rains on the river.

I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here-

And I wonder what my term shall be.