THE MID-AUTUMN MOON
Evening clouds withdrawn, pure cold air floods the sky;
The River of Stars mute, a jade plate turns on high.
How oft can we enjoy a fine mid-autumn night?
Where shall we view next year a silver moon so bright?
中秋作
暮云收尽溢清寒，
银汉无声转玉盘。
此生此夜不长好，
明月明年何处看？