夜思
李白
床前明月光，疑是地上霜。
举头望明月，低头思故乡。
Homesickness on a Moonlit Night
Li Bai
Before my bed there streams in the moonlight.
It lies there on the ground， looking like frost.
Lifting my head， I gaze at the moon bright；
Lowering my head， in homesickness I’m lost.