TUNE: TELLING INNERMOST FEELING

 

Chrysanthemums and lotus blooms in fragrance vie;

The Mountain-Climbing Day is near.

The far-off village seems painted in autumn dye;

Red-leafed trees interwoven with sparse gold appear.

Water runs pale and light;

Vast are the azure skies.

The long road lost to sight,

Leaning on railings high, I strain my eyes.

Hearing wild geese’s song,

How much for you I long!

诉衷情

芙蓉金菊斗馨香，

天气欲重阳。

远村秋色如画，

红树间疏黄。

流水淡，

碧天长，

路茫茫。

凭高望断，

鸿雁来时，

无限思量。