柳 罗隐

灞岸晴来送别频，相偎相倚不胜春。
自家飞絮犹无定，争解垂丝绊路人。


To the Willow
Luo Yin

By riverside you see lovers part on fine day;
They cling together but they cannot make spring stay.
Your catkins waft in the breeze when your branches sway,
Could you retain those who are going far away?