《春望》杜甫

國破山河在，城春草木深。 
感時花濺淚，恨別鳥驚心。 
烽火連三月，家書抵萬金。 
白頭搔更短，渾欲不勝簪。

   英譯 by 沐嵐：          The land is still the land, 

             but my country has gone.

In spring the town becomes empty, 
             only are the grasses  growing wild and long.

Weeping for the time being, 
              the flowers shed  tears for me.

Parting is such an agony,
             the birds feel my pain.

Never have the beacons ceased in months, 
                      a home letter's  worth  ten thousand of gold.

Thiner in scratching my hoary hair goes, 
          a hair-pin can be held no more.