الصعود إلى البرج (杜甫) / Ascending the Tower (Du Fu)

الصعود إلى البرج (杜甫) / Ascending the Tower (Du Fu)

**Ascending the Tower**

*Du Fu*

Flowers draw near the high tower and grieve the traveler's heart—

When the realm is beset with troubles, I climb here.

The spring hues of the Jin River come flowing across heaven and earth;

The drifting clouds over Jade Fortress shift through ancient and modern times.

The Polar Throne of the court shall never be moved;

The bandit raiders of the western mountains—let them not encroach.

How pitiable that the later lord still has his shrine;

At dusk I chant, for now, the *Liangfu Song*.