晨月照幽房。
佳人处遐远，
The morning moon shines o'er my room refined. As my goodwoman has gone so far away,
兰室无容光。
襟怀拥虚景，
My boudoir loses all its brilliant ray. With past memories in my breast and head,
轻衾覆空床。
居欢惜夜促，
I spread a thin quilt on my mateless bed. The night seemed short when I had my delights;
在戚怨胥长。
拊枕独啸叹，
The night seems long when I am left with plights. I stroke my pillow-case and sigh alone,
感慨心内伤。
With endless thoughts that make me weep and moan.