春泛若耶溪
綦毋潜
 
幽意无断绝， 此去随所偶。
晚风吹行舟， 花路入溪口。
际夜转西壑， 隔山望南斗。
潭烟飞溶溶， 林月低向后。
生事且弥漫， 愿为持竿叟。
　
A BOAT IN SPRING ON RUOYA LAKE
Qiwu Qian
 
Thoughtful elation has no end:
Onward I bear it to whatever come.
And my boat and I, before the evening breeze
Passing flowers, entering the lake,
Turn at nightfall toward the western valley,
Where I watch the south star over the mountain
And a mist that rises, hovering soft,
And the low moon slanting through the trees;
And I choose to put away from me every worldly matter
And only to be an old man with a fishing-pole.