Song of Dike
Author: Bai Li(AD701-AD762, Tang Dynasty)
Translator: Lei Fan 2017 in Chicago
City of Xiangyang is surrounded by water of Han,
In warm spring, the flowers blossom on the dike.
I recollect our dates close to this dike,
Gazing at the clouds, tears are welled in my eyes.
The once subtle breeze again turns ruthless,
Blows and shreds my good dreams into fragments.
You once lived in my eyes and mind, but now gone,
Wish to send you a message, but nowhere to find.