صعود برج يوي يانغ (دو فو)

صعود برج يوي يانغ (دو فو)

Long I had heard of the waters of Dongting Lake;

Now at last I ascend the tower of Yueyang.

Wu and Chu are split apart to the southeast,

Heaven and Earth float day and night upon its waves.

From kin and friends not a single letter comes;

Old, ill, I have only my solitary boat.

War-horses still guard the passes to the north;

Leaning on the railing, I let my tears stream down.