The white sun ends itself against the hills,
The Yellow River flows into the sea.
The eyes that wish to glean a thousand li –
They must climb one more level of the lodge
White sun lean mountain end,
Yellow river into ocean flow,
Want throughly thousand li eyes,
More up one level tower.
Translation Notes: The poem’s title is commonly translated as “At Heron Lodge”, but I believe my version gives a better sense of the poem’s intended meaning. I used iambic pentameter to approximate the five-character couplets of the poem.