Eight Beats of Ganzhou Song For a Buddhist Friend
八声甘州
寄参寥子
The heart-stirring breeze brings in the tidal bore;
The heartless wind sees it flow out from river shore
At the river’s mouth Or the ferry south,
How many times have we heard parting chimes?
Don’t grieve over the past!
The world changes fast.
Who could be like me,
Though white-haired, yet carefree?
有情风、万里卷潮来， 无情送潮归。
问钱塘江上，
西兴浦口，
几度斜晖？
不用思量今古，
俯仰昔人非。
谁似东坡老，
白首忘机？-
Do not forsake the western shore of the lake:
On fine day the vernal hills are green;
On rainy day they are veiled by misty screen.
Few poets would be
Such bosom friends as you and me.
Do not forget in our old age，
We'll live together in hermitage.
Even if I should disappear,
You should not turn to weep for your compeer
This lyric describes the poet’s friendship with a Buddhist.
记取西湖西畔，
正春山好处，
空翠烟霏。
算诗人相得，
如我与君稀。
约他年、东还海道，
愿谢公、雅志莫相违。
西州路，
不应回首，
为我沾衣。