Poetic couplets about Huang Ge’s late crossing

1.

The white crane flies at the head of Huanglu River

The crow returns from the old tree in Ge Lao

After the new rain in Chaimen in the evening

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The sun sets slightly at the ferry crossing

2.

It’s late when we cross Shazhou,

The river is cold and the ancient trees are quiet.

There are no passers-by,

It seems like there is a boat.

The smoke on both sides of the strait merges together,

The sky is long and the water is clear and the water is autumn.

Who is the rider?

The wind sends random stars.