Untitled (3) to the tune of Green Jade Flute
碧玉箫·无题（三）
A zither on my laps overflows
膝上琴横，
With separation touches of woes.
哀愁动离情。
The wind under my fingers resounds
指下风生，
So gracefully that the zither gives clear sounds.
潇洒弄清声。
Over the locked window hanging the moon bright,
锁窗前月色明，
Outside the engraved balustrade the night air is light.
雕栏外夜气清。
Gently I finger with the strings,
指法轻，
Making the poet's feelings on wings.
助起骚人兴；
Listen!
听，
Night watch sound is heard to stop when peace and quiet finally drop.
正漏断人初静。