秋日登吴公台上寺远眺-Ascending the Wugong Terrace in Autumn for a Distant View
秋日登吴公台上寺远眺
刘长卿
古台摇落后，秋日望乡心。
野寺来人少，云峰隔水深。
夕阳依旧垒，寒磬满空林。
惆怅南朝事，长江独至今！
Ascending the Wugong Terrace in Autumn for a
Distant View
Liu Changqing
In autumn， on the ruined ancient terrace I stand
With a feeling of homesickness I can’t withstand.
The forlorn temple here few men come to visit；
On the other bank， looms a mount’s cloud-clad summit.
To the decayed ramparts the setting sunlight clings；
With the qing’s chilling sound the wood of bare trees rings.
Gone are tragic legends of the Southern Dynasties，
But the Long River alone flows on to these days.
