火樹銀花觸目紅，揭天鼓吹暖春風(fēng)。

　　新歡入手愁忙里，舊時驚心憶夢中。

　　但愿暫成人繾綣，不妨常任月朦朧。

　　賞燈哪得工夫醉，未必明年此會同。

　　On the Night of the First Full Moon

　　Zhu Shuzhen

　　Fireworks burn bright in the sky,

　　Drumbeats shake the spring air.

　　Meeting at this hour of sorrow is ecstasy,

　　Though what has been still haunts our dreams.

　　Oh, if only we could be happy, now here.

　　Under this full moon,

　　Even the moon will soon be overcast

　　Night after night.

　　But how can we just watch the lantern show,

　　And not drink to our heart’s content,

　　Knowing we may not meet again here next year?