THE LUTE
Leisurely and tranquil,
When all voices are hushed, the sky and earth seem still.
Before a tune is played
By fingers and lute of jade, its feeling is conveyed.
The breeze saddens the stream,
The lute exhales an unfulfilled eternal dream.
Sleepless when back, I hear
It’s music lingering all night long in the ear.
琴
神闲意定，
万籁收声天地静。
玉指冰弦，
未动宫商意已传。
悲风流水，
写出寥寥千古意。
归去无眠，
一夜余音在耳边。