孟浩然

　　夏日南亭怀辛大

　　山光忽西落， 池月渐东上。

　　散发乘夜凉， 开轩卧闲敞。

　　荷风送香气， 竹露滴清响。

　　欲取鸣琴弹， 恨无知音赏。

　　感此怀故人， 中宵劳梦想。

　　Five-character-ancient-verse

　　Meng Haoran

　　IN SUMMER AT THE SOUTH PAVILION

　　THINKING OF XING

　　The mountain-light suddenly fails in the west,

　　In the east from the lake the slow moon rises.

　　I loosen my hair to enjoy the evening coolness

　　And open my window and lie down in peace.

　　The wind brings me odours of lotuses,

　　And bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew……

　　I would take up my lute¹ and I would play,

　　But, alas², who here would understand？

　　And so I think of you, old friend,

　　O troubler of my midnight dreams ！