作者：李白
此地一为别，孤蓬万里征。
浮云游子意，落日故人情。
Wanderers on the Journeys of Life
Here a parting that cleaves us, and a lonely reed sails on,
Ten thousand miles to wander, borne by the will of dawn.
Drifting clouds the thoughts of travelers, setting suns the feelings of old friends,
Gazing at each other across the blue expanse, as our hearts are merged and blended.