元夜远行

雾迷人影夜逝殇，月攀槐梢无依傍。

老苍少童皆不识，春秋佳节驻酒廊。

远山危楼霓虹光，歌女琴伶青衣裳。

涉海登岩天涯客，一缕孤魂泊异乡。

As the night passes on,

Silhouettes blur in the brume.

Up the locust tree’s branch

Moon climbs high 

All on Her own.

Here I know neither old nor young, 

So during seasonal fetes, 

In pubs I drink and lie.

On the distant hill’s other side, 

Lofty buildings emit a neon light.

When yearning for genteel company,

I only have songstresses who play zithers. 

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