"送兄" Seeing an older brother off Clouds begin to rise toward where you are going Leaves are blown around the pavilion where we stop to say fare- well ! I wish We were the migrating geese Flying side by side going wherever we have to go ! + translation by z.z. P.S. 别路云初起, 离亭叶正飞。 所嗟人异雁, 不作一行归。 |