The Chuh Kan

With long and tapering rods,
You angle in the Ke.
I think of you, dear friends,
Here far removed from Wei.

Ts‘euen-yuen upon the left,
K‘e on the right I view.
But married far away,
To home I bade adieu.

Those streams, this on the right,
That on the left, appear.
The laugh that shows your teeth,
Your tinkling gems, I hear.

I watch the cedar oars
On K‘e, and boats of pine.
O might I travel there,
And soothe this heart of mine!