孤雁
崔涂
几行归塞尽, 片影独何之?
暮雨相呼失, 寒塘欲下迟。
渚云低暗渡, 关月冷相随。
未必逢矰缴, 孤飞自可疑。
Cui Tu
Line after line has flown back over the border.
Where are you headed all by yourself?
In the evening rain you call to them --
And slowly you alight on an icy pond.
The low wet clouds move faster than you
Along the wall toward the cold moon.
...If they caught you in a net or with a shot,
Would it be worse than flying alone?