Miss My Brother on Sep Ninth

Tang Poem 300: # 263

Miss my brother on Sep Ninth
By Tang Poet Wang Wei

Alone drifting
In a strange land
As an odd guest.

On every holiday
I miss my family
With sorrow that hurts more.

From faraway I know
That my brother
Climbs the high place to see me.

Among the field,
The dogwood are planted all over,
But still lacks another figure.

九月九日憶山東兄弟
王維

獨在異鄉為異客，
每逢佳節倍思親。
遙知兄弟登高處，
遍插茱萸少一人。