塞下曲其二大漠穷秋塞草凋，萋萋送别故园垣。长楸几度西风后，泪痕共驻画屏中。望帝春心托杜鹃，花开两岸愿同攀。林花谢了春红后，夸笑早来应笑迟。
塞下曲其二
大漠穷秋塞草凋，
萋萋送别故园垣。
长楸几度西风后，
泪痕共驻画屏中。
望帝春心托杜鹃，
花开两岸愿同攀。
林花谢了春红后，
夸笑早来应笑迟。
The Second Song of the Frontier
In the vast desert, autumn's end, withered grass on the border,
Gently, I bid farewell to the old garden walls.
Behind the western wind, the tall parasol trees have withstood many seasons,
Tears trace their path, leaving faint marks on my painted screen.
Yearning for the spring, I pledge my heart to the cuckoo's song,
Hoping to see blooming flowers on both sides of the river.
As the forest flowers fade after the red of spring,
Mockery for arriving early, appreciation for arriving late.
