sit at night, Zhang lei 夜坐 張耒

houses are empty only the bright autumn moon,
night frost is to arrive and the air becomes clear first.
the sycamore tree indeed unwilling to wither,
several leaves in the wind still make sound.

庭戶無人秋月明，夜霜欲落氣先清。
梧桐真不甘衰謝，數葉迎風尚有聲。