青山橫北郭，白水繞東城。
此地一為別，孤蓬萬里征。
浮雲遊子意，落日故人情。
揮手自茲去，蕭蕭班馬鳴。
Green mountains bar the northern sky;
White water girds the eastern town.
Here is the place to say good-bye;
You’ll drift like lonely thisledown.
With floating cloud you’ll float away;
Like parting day I’ll part from you.
We wave as you start on your way;
Our steeds still neigh, "Adieu, adieu!"
