Fishing In The River At Autumn Night

The moon shines on the river while autumn wind is blowing.
At night, I invite my friends to go fishing and boating.

Rowing our oars, we seek a shoal of fish gladly.
Mooring to pillar of the bridge, we act quietly.

My partner catches a red carp with his fishing bait.
Shaking its head, the reed wonders the old men's fate.

Is the strategist of Zhou Dynasty still fishing?
No! He migrates to the land of peach blossoms sleeping!

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poem by Charles WOO
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