月落乌啼霜满天，
江枫渔火对愁眠。
姑苏城外寒山寺，
夜半钟声到客船。
Zhang Ji
The sky is frosty, the moon dips, and ravens crow;
The fishing-lamp-lit maples swell my night sorrow.
From Hanshan Temple on the outskirts of Suzhou,
The midnight chimes peal to my passenger’s bateau.