雨停了江水清悠，
华林鸣籟初。
In the garden autumn breeze is keen. The hibiscus begins to wither in dew;
密密的树林秋风初奏。
芙蓉露下落，
In the moonlight willow leaves are few. I see the quilts and curtains on our bed;
露下的芙蓉花已经凋落，
杨柳月中疏。
Her belts and gowns appear in my head. As my home thoughts grow with each passing day,
月光里柳条更见稀疏。
I dream of home that lies a world away.