Flowers are like thee,
Willows are like thee.
Flowers and willows in vitality and we at parting,
Lowering my head tears are wildly running.
To the east the river flows,
To the west the river whirls.
Curveting both banks the mandarin ducks separately fly,
When we will meet again I heave a sigh.
Deep are the blossoms,
Shallow are the blossoms.
In deep and in shallow the branches interweaving,
But no match for thee the flowers claiming.
Like jade thy complexion looks,
Willow twigs thy eye brows sparkles.
Light yellow golden gown I love wearing,
To whom my makeup I couldn’t help weeping.
楼主: 转身。。。
发表于 2010-2-13 18:13
发表于 2010-2-14 01:19