槛菊愁烟兰泣露，
罗幕轻寒，
燕子双飞去。
明月不谙离恨苦，
斜光到晓穿朱户。
昨夜西风凋碧树，
独上高楼，
望尽天涯路。
欲寄彩笺兼尺素，
山长水阔知何处？
Orchids shed tears with doleful asters in mist grey;
Silk curtains chill, a pair of swallows fly away.
The moon, knowing not parting grief, sheds slanting light
Through crimson windows all the night.
Last night the western breeze blew withered leaves off trees.
I mount the tower high and strain my longing eye.
I’ll send a message to my dear,
But endless ranges and streams sever us far and near.