Bai Juyi's Translation of Two Poems by Xue Xin

I don't think about the clouds in the northern province, and I don't remember the romantic days in the Nangong.

I only remember brother Gong Jingyang in his later years, in front of the new snow heater in the small garden.

I don't think about the east drum of Suzaku Street, and I don't remember the bell of Qinglong Temple.

I only remember seven pine trees on Xinchang terrace after the new snow at night.

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I don't miss the misty mountains in the north, and I don't recall the cool breeze and bright moon in the south.

I only miss the quiet and respectful Lao Yang's house and the first snow in front of the small garden and the heater.

I don't miss the drums on the east side of Zhuque Street, and I don't miss the bells behind Qinglong Temple.

I only miss the seven pine trees behind the new platform in the middle of the night.