剑外忽传收蓟北

初闻涕泪满衣裳

却看妻子愁何在

漫卷诗书喜欲狂

白首放歌须纵酒

青春作伴好还乡

即从巴峡穿巫峡

便下襄阳向洛阳

'Tis said the Northern Gate has been recaptured of late;

When the news reaches my ears, my gown is wet with tears.

Staring at my wife's face, of grief I find no trace;

As I roll up verse books, my joy like madness looks.

Though white-haired,I would still both sing and drink my fill;

With verdure spring's aglow; 'tis time we homeward go.

We shall sail all the way through Three Gorges in a day;

Going down to Xiangyang, we'll go up to Luoyang.