Before bed, the bright moon was shining.
Now, I think the ground has a frost covering.
I raise my head … to view the bright moon,
Then I lower my head … and I think of home.

Before my bed the moonlight glitters Like frost upon the ground. I look up to the mountain moon, Look down and think of home. | "Quiet Night Thought", in Classical Chinese Literature: An Anthology of Translations (2000), p. 723.