秋蟬 – 王成杰
风沉露重水初寒, 犹自声声向小园。
多少天涯名利客, 不如叶底两秋蝉。
Autumn Cicadas by Wang Cheng-jie
Streams grow cold, dew laden, while winds rumble,
This small garden still trills without stumble.
So many mortals, grumbling loud for fame,
Belittled by cicadas so humble...
Tr. Ziyuzile
29/09/2025
(for fun only ...)