月夜忆舍弟

杜甫

戍鼓断人行，秋边一雁声。

露从今夜白，月是故乡明。

有弟皆分散，无家问死生。

寄书长不达，况乃未休兵。

THINKING OF MY BROTHERS ON A MOONLIT NIGHT

Du Fu

War drums break people’s journey drear;

A swan honks on autumn frontier。

Dew turns into frost since tonight;

The moon viewed at home is more bright。

I’ve brothers scattered here and there;

For our life or death none would care。

Letters can’t reach where I intend;

Alas! The war’s not come to an end。