English中文
Returning from Guangling
天寒水鸟自相依，
十百为群戏落晖。
The sky is cold, water birds huddle close together; in flocks of tens and hundreds they play in the falling light.
过尽行人都不起，
忽闻水响一齐飞。
Travelers pass them all by and none of them rise; suddenly they hear a splash upon the water and fly up as one.
Reading notes
This is the fourth poem in the sequence “Returning from Guangling”; this page keeps the common shortened title. 水响, “a sound from the water,” also appears as 冰响, “a sound from the ice.” This page retains 水. 还 in the title means returning and is read huán; 都 in 都不起 is read dōu.