ASCENDING A HEIGHT
By Du Hu
Translated by Zhou Kenan
The sky so wide, apes are howling in the swift winds,
Birds are flying back to the clear white-sand islet.
Boundless falling leaves are rustling down
The ever-flowing Yangtze River is swiftly rolling in
In the bleak autumn I regret staying far away from home,
Unwell for a long time I have ascended a height alone.
My hair has turned gray because of my hard life and regret,
Down and out I have to stop drinking for the time being.