Border Inn
Zheng Chouyu
The autumn territory is divided under the setting sun
At the border, yellow chrysanthemums stand in silence
And he has come from afar, drinking soberly
Outside the window is a foreign country
He longs to step out and in one stride attain homesickness
That beautiful longing, within the reach of a stretching arm
Perhaps it’d do no harm to get drunk
(He is an enthusiastic taxpayer)
Perhaps he should sing aloud
And do more than the chrysanthemums
Merely standing by the border.
adj. 热情的,热心的