Song of Autumn

［唐］刘禹锡

许渊冲（译）

Since olden days we feel in autumn sad and drear,

But I say spring cannot compete with autumn clear.

On a fine day a crane cleaves the clouds and soars high;

It leads the poet's lofty mind to azure sky.

自古逢秋悲寂寥，

我言秋日胜春朝。

晴空一鹤排云上，

便引诗情到碧霄。