赋得春江花月夜

文—轶飞

江天渺渺江月霁，江上波光乍合离。
一引洞箫春江夜，万顷滉漾碧琉璃。
明月遍照千江水，千江潋滟月东西。
云边鹤影谁化去，道人丹成著羽衣。
江流千古月千古，月色江声两依依。
江花渚中别样红，江畔高岸芳草萋。
涛声汩汩远还近，江边人立白石矶。
天外清风如有意，隔水吹来拂面低。
望中江波增浩淼，远接银汉星斗移。
清江一棹风烟外，月落江心生涟漪。

A Moonlit Night
on the Spring River

The river scatters moon and sky,
congeals them, light and wavering.
A bamboo flute brings spring by night,
rolling miles of blue-green glaze.
Bright moon, a thousand rivers,
thousands flowing, east-west, overflowing.
A cloud, a shadow crane — a Taoist,
freed to feathers, leaves the maze.
Both river, moon, forever rhythmed;
sound and colour bind each other.
Clear river's flowers skirt an islet;
high sides' grass, a luscious place.
The clasps of waves sound far, then close;
at river's edge, white rock, a stranger.
Clear breeze beyond the heavens,
come and cross the river, stroke my face.
Far off, the river's glints expand,
becoming stars and cosmic stipples.
Clear river: boat, through wind and smoke.
Moon sinks to river's heart, ripples.