白帝城边足风波,瞿塘五月谁敢过。
荆州麦熟茧成蛾,缲丝忆君头绪多。
拨谷飞鸣奈妾何。
The White King@ Town's seen many shipwrecks on the sands.
Who dare to sail through Three Gorges in the fifth moon?
The wheat is ripe, the silkworm has made its cocoon.
My thoughts of you are endless as the silken strands.
The cuckoos sing:"Go Home!" When will you come to homeland?
By Li Bai (Li Po)
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