唐诗 THINKING OF MY BROTHERS ON MOUNTAIN-CLIMBING DAY 九月九

THINKING OF MY BROTHERS ON MOUNTAIN-CLIMBING DAY
WANG WEI
 
Alone, a lonely stranger in a foreign land,
I doubly pine for my kinsfolk on holiday.
I know my brothers would, with dogwood spray¹ in hand,
Climb up the mountain and miss me so far away.
九月九日忆山东兄弟
王维
 
独在异乡为异客，每逢佳节倍思亲。
遥知兄弟登高处，遍插茱萸少一人。