玉楼春·桃溪不作从容住英译
桃溪不作从容住，秋藕绝来无续处。当时相候赤阑桥，今日独寻黄叶路。烟中列岫青无数，雁背夕阳红欲暮。人如风后入江云，情似雨馀粘地絮。
Lotus Root(To the Tune of Yulouchun
Zhou Bangyan
Young, we threw away the pastoral years.
Now like a broken lotus root it is impossible to join the present and the past.
Then, we waited for each other, standing by the vermilion-railed bridge.
Today, I search for the traces, in vain, along the deserted path buried under yellow leaves.
Through the mist, all the peaks seem to be highlighting the blue.
Setting on the back of a wild goose, the sun turns into a dark red.
You left, like a cloud drifting away, across the river.
The memory of our passion is like a willow catkin stuck to the ground, after the rain.▲
