情

　　吳融

　　依依脈脈兩如何，細(xì)似輕絲渺似波。

　　月不長圓花易落，一生惆悵為伊多。

　　Love

　　Wu Jung

　　Yearning is the heart, and the eyes seek love.

　　Fine as a floating thread, vast as the sea.

　　But the moon’s not always full and the flowers aresoon faded.

　　I have such sorrows in my life, and mostly for her.

　　(劉師舜 譯)

　　Feelings

　　Wu Rong

　　Lingering, yielding, again abiding;

　　Slim like gossamer, tender like wavelets.

　　The moon waxes to wane, flowers bloom to fall;

　　For her, all my sentimental feelings.