古来岂但今。
缓颊献一说，
Has been the practice of men of loyal make. To ask for favours on behalf of friends
扬眉受千金。
边风落寒草，
Has been something common man commends. The grass is flattened by the border breeze;
鸣笳坠飞禽。
越情结楚思，
The tunes of reed pipes grieve the flying geese. A man abroad loves the native moon;
汉耳听胡音。
既怀离俗伤，
A southern man hates the northern tune. I feel the grief for leaving my homelands
复悲朝光侵。
日当故乡没。
And feel the sorrow for the running sands. When I look at where the sun goes down,
遥见浮云阴。
It seems that clouds loom over my hometown.