杜牧 何處吹笳薄暮天， 塞垣高鳥沒狼煙。 From where are the sounds of the pipes coming at the day's end? Over border wall beacon-smoke swallows birds high in flight.

《邊上聞笳》  唐 • 杜牧

《邊上聞笳》三首其一  唐 • 杜牧
 

何處吹笳薄暮天，
塞垣高鳥沒狼煙。
遊人一聽頭堪白，
蘇武爭禁十九年！
BIAN SHANG WEN JIA 
("At the Border Hearing the Huns' Pipes')
-- by Du Mu (803－852)
-- Translated by Frank C Yue

From where are the sounds of the pipes coming at the day's end?
Over border wall beacon-smoke swallows birds high in flight.
Just hearing the tunes will turn a traveller's head white overnight!
O！Envoy Su Wu's nineteen-year-suff'rings who can comprehend?