The Yellow Crane Tower

The ancient immortals rode the yellow cranes away,

Only the empty Yellow Crane Tower is left in this place.

The yellow cranes, once gone, have never come back again,

And a thousand years of white clouds have stayed calmly in the skies.

The bright river is clear, so are the trees on the Hanyang bank,

And the fragrant grass is lush on the Parrot Islet.

The sun sets, whereabouts is my homeland?

The hazed waves on the river make one fret.