《阳关曲·中秋作》

苏轼

暮云收尽溢清寒,
银汉无声转玉盘。
此生此夜不长好,
明月明年何处看。

Jackson He

The air is cool, when evening clouds fade,
Silver river turns, 'round the disk of jade.
A life is not forev'r, nor is tonight,
Where shall I see next year, a moon so bright?