Finished washing up, I lean alone against Waterwatch Tower.
The passing thousand sails are nothing of what I want, the tilted sunlight looking affectionately upon the slow waters.
My heart breaks by the white flowers of shore.

Original Text
梳洗罢，独倚望江楼。过尽千帆皆不是，斜晖脉脉水悠悠。肠断白蘋洲。