旭日新天照,殘星舊宇凝。
曉風搖竹籟聲聲,薄霧籠山朝露潤花盈。
散雀枝梢唱,山溪石上騰。
危亭獨坐聽蟬鳴,遠看遙鷹結伴繞峰青。
TUNE: Nán Gē Zǐ The Southern Song Singer
TITLE: Xià Zǎo Jiāo Xíng
'Summer Morning Country Stroll'
-- by 一老年人 'A Man of Advanced Years'
-- Translated by Frank C YueIn the brand new skies
The fresh Sun does rise;
Fading stars are hurrying home,
All frozen in yesterday’s dome.
Caressed by winds in the morning,
The bamboo grove keeps on rattling.
All over the thin-mist-veiled hills
Sparkling dawn dew moist the flow’rs still.
Scatter’d birds on branch-tops sing their song,
Many a rock rivulets run along.
At high pavilion -- seated alone --
I listen to the loud, shrill, long
Cicada cries while watching eagles
Above distant green hills circle.
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