Shortened Form of Magnolia Flower
Lu Benzhong
Last year this very night
We drank beneath the flowers under the moon bright.
Tonight by riverside
The moon is dim; we're in boat that willows hide.
Where will you go, my friend?
Will you carry my parting grief to the river’s end?
Next year before the flowers,
As we recall last year, we shall recall these hours.
（许渊冲 译）