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Treading on Grass: At an Inn in Chenzhou

Qin Guan · Song dynasty

Chinese · Pinyin · English
雾wù失shī楼lóu台tái,
月yuè迷mí津jīn渡dù。
桃táo源yuán望wàng断duàn无wú寻xún处chù。
可kě堪kān孤gū馆guǎn闭bì春chūn寒hán,
杜dù鹃juān声shēng里lǐ斜xié阳yáng暮mù。

The mist has blotted out the towers; the moon confuses the ford. Peach-Blossom Spring, sought until my gaze is spent, cannot be found. How can I bear it: a lonely inn shut fast in the chill of spring, and the cuckoo crying in the slanting sunset?

驿yī寄jì梅méi花huā,
鱼yú传chuán尺chǐ素sù。
砌qì成chéng此cǐ恨hèn无wú重chóng数shù。
郴chēn江jiāng幸xìng自zì绕rào郴chēn山shān,
为wèi谁shuí流liú下xià潇xiāo湘xiāng去qù。

The post brings a spray of plum; the fish brings a letter on silk — they build up this grief past all counting. The Chen River has always wound around Mount Chen — for whom does it go flowing down to the Xiao and the Xiang?

Reading notes

幸自 means “originally” or “all along” here, rather than “fortunately.” The plum blossom sent by post and the fish carrying silk evoke traditional ways of speaking about letters. 为谁 is read wèi shuí.