芙蓉楼送辛渐

              王昌龄

寒雨连江夜入吴，

平明送客楚山孤。

洛阳亲友如相问，

一片冰心在玉壶。

Farewell to Xin Jian at Lotus Tower

                                Wang Changling

A cold rain mingled with the Eastern Stream at night;

At dawn you leave the Southern hills lonely in haze.

If my friends in the North should ask if I’m all right,

My heart is free of stain as the ice in the crystal vase.