江城吹角水茫茫，
曲引边声怨思长。
惊起暮天沙上雁，
海门斜去两三行。
陈君朴 译：
Listening to the Horn at Eve in Runzhou
The blowing of horn spreads over the city and water light;
Its melancholy sounds remind one of cruel border fight
And startle the wild geese on the sand as night falls;
They rise into the sky towards Haimen in a slanting flight.
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