一桥架南北
飞瀑下山川
青苔成地被
烟朝秋云厚
孤舟独醒人
忘却许多愁
淡月疏星时
抚水随风游
A bridge spans north and south, A waterfall cascades down the mountains and rivers, Green moss forms a ground cover, Thick autumn clouds hang in the morning mist, A lone boatman awakens, Forgetting many sorrows, Under the pale moon and sparse stars, He caresses the water and drifts with the wind.
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