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300 Tang Poems / Enjoying the Moon with My Cousin, Remembering Cui of Shanyin
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Enjoying the Moon with My Cousin, Remembering Cui of Shanyin

王昌龄 · Tang dynasty

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Original poem · Pinyin
高gāo卧wò南nán斋zhāi时shí,
开kāi帷wéi月yuè初chū吐tǔ。
清qīng辉huī澹dàn水shuǐ木mù,
演yǎn漾yàng在zài窗chuāng户hù。
冉rǎn冉rǎn几jǐ盈yíng虚xū,
澄chéng澄chéng变biàn今jīn古gǔ。
美měi人rén清qīng江jiāng畔pàn,
是shì夜yè越yuè吟yín苦kǔ。
千qiān里lǐ共gòng如rú何hé,
微wēi风fēng吹chuī兰lán杜dù。

English translation

Lying at ease in the south study, I draw the curtain, the moon just rising.

Its clear light pales the water and the trees, and flows, rippling, at my window.

Slowly it waxes and wanes, again and again, limpid and bright, it changes past and present.

My fair friend lies by the clear river, and tonight, singing the airs of Yue, grieves.

A thousand li apart, sharing this, how is it? A faint wind stirs the orchid and the du-ruo.

Meaning

While my cousin and I lay at ease in the south study, I drew up the curtain to delight in the jade hare just rising.

Moonlight, flowing water and trees rose and fell together, cast upon the window.

Time passes on; how often has the moon at this window waxed and waned? Its clear light is unchanged through a thousand years, yet the world today is not the world of old.

The honoured Master Cui, governor of Shanyin, dwells beside the Qing River; surely tonight he suffers the longing of Zhuang Xi for Yue.

Though a thousand li lie between us, can we not share the loveliness of the moon? The breeze carries the fragrance of orchid and day-lily.

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