《田家九月》September in the Farmhouse

 

粳稻熟时毛蟹肥 ，

夜张竹笼待晨曦。

蒙锅点灶干柴煮，

老酒吃来噗吱吱。

 

 

September in the Farmhouse

When rice stands ripe, the hairy crabs grow sweet,
We set bamboo traps by night till dawn they meet.
A straw-stoked pot, a lid clamped snug and tight—
With aged wine, they sizzle in delight!