涉江采芙蓉,兰泽多芳草。
采之欲遗谁,所思在远道。
还顾望旧乡,长路漫浩浩。
同心而离居,忧伤以终老。
I cross the river to pick lotus flowers
where fragrant grasses grow in the orchid lake.
But to whom can I send these flowers?
My love is far away on the road.
I turn my head and look home
down the road so long and wide.
We share one heart yet live apart
in sorrow and grief till age takes us.
别有一番滋味!