《春望》杜甫 | Spring View by Du Fu, a timeless Chinese war poem

chūn wàng dù fǔ spring will dù fǔ wǒ può shān hé zài on water land, streams flow and mountains stand chéng chūn cǎo mù shēn invernal town, grass and weeds are overgrown gǎn shí huā jiàn lè grief over the years hěn bié niǎo jīng xīng hating to parts, hearing birds breaks our hearts fēng huǒ lián sān yuè the beacon fire has gone higher and higher jiā shū dǐ wàn jīng words from household are worth their weight in gold bái tóu sāo gèng duǎn I cannot bear to scratch my grizzling hair huán yù bú shèng zhān it grows too thin to hold a light hairpin