遣怀
杜牧
落魄江湖载酒行，楚腰纤细掌中轻。
十年一觉扬州梦，赢得青楼薄名。
Recollection of the Past
Du Mu
As a vagabond， I’ve brought wine with myself all the way；
The slender-waist woman I met could on one’s palm well stay.
Now my ten-year Yangzhou dreamy gay life has been over，
But I’ve got from the brothel a name of fickle lover.