詠白髮魔女

明月出天山，
蒼茫雲海間；
白髮三千丈，
端麗絕人寰。

冰河洗寶劍，
傲雪舞長鞭；
含恨八十載，
情深枉自憐。

Ode To The Witch With Snowy Silvery Hair

When the Moon rises above Mount Everest,
Amidst seas of clouds;
Her silver hair flows three thousand fathoms,
Her beauty unmatched in heavens both below and above.

She slashes her diamond sword through glaciers,
She dances and whips upon the snow;
She is in hurt for eighty long years,
Her love and pity for to show.