A NIGHT-MOORING NEAR MAPLE BRIDGE Zhang Ji While I watch the moon go down, a crow caws through the frost; Under the shadows of maple-trees a fisherman moves with his torch; And I hear, from beyond Suzhou, from the temple on Cold Mountain, Ringing for me, here in my boat, the midnight bell. 楓橋夜泊 張繼 月落烏啼霜滿天, 江楓漁火對愁眠。姑蘇城外寒山寺, 夜半鐘聲到客船。