金谷园
杜牧
繁华事散逐香尘，流水无情草自春。
日暮东风怨啼鸟，落花犹似坠楼人。
The Golden Valley Garden
Du Mu
Away with the scattered scented dust goes the splendor of the past.
Unfeeling is flowing water， while in spring grass itself grows fast.
In the sunset， complaint of the east wind singing birds are making.
How alike are the chamber-springing woman and those flowers flaking.