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 harp¹ in the midnight playing clear,

While the west wind rustles² a green vine;

There's a low cloud touching³ 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.