Brushing My Sentiments at A Riverside Mansion
- Zhao Jia (806-875)
Alone, I go up the tower high,
Collecting my thoughts in flight;
Like water is the moonlight bright,
And the waters link up the sky.
O! Where's My Love who came with me here
Where we bathed in the silver moon-light?
The misty scene now swims into sight,
Vaguely like last year's.
(2020.12.15)
舊感/江樓有感 趙嘏
獨上江樓思渺然
月光如水水如天
同來望月人何處
風景依稀似去年
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