Home Forgotten
- One Old Man
- Translated by Frank C Yue
The sky is blue, the water, green,
And the evening clouds are thin;
Among the flowers on the willow shore,
Hopping about are three crows or more.
Boating on the lake full of water lilies,
A white egret takes flight suddenly.
Drunk with such scenes serene and fine,
My home just goes out of my mind.
忘家 一老年人
蓝天綠水薄雲霞
柳岸花叢躍數鸦
泛舟蓮湖飛白鷺
醉沉美景已忘家
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