月团圆

黄昏有细雨点点飘来

微风当带, 颊颤漪澜

轻动

溅进墨色朵朵

暗香曼舞影摇幢幢

春海浮灯翠黄流泻

铺开月的倒影

轻转经纬

海对岸秋的声音

走过浓浓淡淡落叶沙沙轻轻地唤

隔着梦

我远远微微地相视颔首

想起渡口人别的时刻

镜里秋月圆 

At the spring dusk, flecks of shattering-rain

Waft in the wind, like the bunting

A tremble of ripples beamed on her cheek

Flips over,

A whip of inkiness splashing in:

Flake on flake snapping in the sky

In the grounds.

The secretive aura swirls in the air

The shadows scudding across, 

The light flow, strung it a sea of

Spring

In a hale of a delicate yellow

The shadow of the full moon flat on:

Lit up in the moisture after rain.

A gentle spin of the latitude and longitude

The sounds of autumn, just across the sea

In the reverse

Striding in step,

Drifting on the fallen leaves

With a sound of rustling

Entering me like a recall of heart’s voice

Across the dream in between

I nod and greet

In glance

It is slightly but it is far,

The farewell-remembering deck returning to the mind,

The hunter of the Moon has caught in the mirror of the Autumn

A wave of nostalgic flavour drowns within