Man Jiang Hong(1)
The clear Ying River(2) eastward flows,
Shipping sorrows here,
And away the winged geese.
Distraught and distressed,
I see green mountains and white waves,
Range after range and swell after swell.
The promise of retiring is yet to be honored(3):
To listen, from across our beds,
To the night rain,
In the soughing wind.
Hate myself for surviving separations
More than I would care,
Wilting white-laced hair.
A cup of wine,
By the Yellow River bank.(4)
One by one recounted.
We look at each other just like yesterday,
So many months, so many years.
Old stains remain on our sleeves of bitter tears;
A bliss, though,
In between our brows,
You and me
Seek in the pond what's left of spring,
Flowers falling like snow.
1. This Ci was composed in the 7th year of the Yuanyou reign (1092).
2. The Ying River: a branch of the Huai River.
3. The promise of retiring is yet to be honor.
4. "The Yellow River bank" was where the brothers met for a drink.
5. Yellow color between eyebrows was thought as an auspicious sign.