TAKING LEAVE OF WANG WÊI
By Mêng Hao-Ran

Slow and reluctant, I have waited
Day after day, till now I must go.
How sweet the road-side flowers might be
If they did not mean good-bye, old friend.
The Lords of the Realm are harsh to us
And men of affairs are not our kind.
I will turn back home, I will say no more,
I will close the gate of my old garden.

(Witter Bynner’s translation)

#TakingLeave #friendship #孟浩然

TAKING LEAVE OF WANG WÊI
By Mêng Hao-Ran

Slow and reluctant, I have waited
Day after day, till now I must go.
How sweet the road-side flowers might be
If they did not mean good-bye, old friend.
The Lords of the Realm are harsh to us
And men of affairs are not our kind.
I will turn back home, I will say no more,
I will close the gate of my old garden.

(Witter Bynner’s translation)

#TakingLeave #friendship

TAKING LEAVE OF WANG WÊI
By Mêng Hao-Jan

Slow and reluctant, I have waited
Day after day, till now I must go.
How sweet the road-side flowers might be
If they did not mean good-bye, old friend.
The Lords of the Realm are harsh to us
And men of affairs are not our kind.
I will turn back home, I will say no more,
I will close the gate of my old garden.

(Witter Bynner’s translation)

#TakingLeave #friendship