Mooring by Maple Bridge At Night 枫桥夜泊

Mooring by Maple Bridge At Night

At moonset cry the crows, streaking the frosty sky;

Dimly lit fishing boats‘neath maples sadly lie.

Beyond the city wall, form Temple of Cold Hill.

Bells break the ship-borne roamer ‘s dream and midnight still. 

翻译

（唐）张继 许渊冲译

月落乌啼霜满天，

江枫渔火对愁眠。

姑苏城外寒山寺，

夜半钟声到客船。