POETIC THOUGHTS ON ANCIENT SITES II
“Decay and decline”： deep knowledge have I of Sung Yu's grief.
Romantic and refined， he too is my teacher.
Sadly looking across a thousand autumns， one shower of tears，
Melancholy in different epochs， not at the same time.
Among rivers and mountains his old abode —— empty his writings；
Deserted terrace of cloud and rain —— surely not just imagined in a dream？
Utterly the palaces of Chu are all destroyed and ruined，
The fishermen pointing them out today are unsure.