“The autumn wind coming through windows
The silk curtains come agitated by the breath moves.
I raise my head and look at the moon that shines,
And I feel joy for the rays that come from thousands of them.”
“What’s in the mountains?
Over the mountains there are many white clouds!
The only you can feel the harmony alone,
It can not deliver even a king!”
“They came and white clouds have overshadowed the trench;
She got the yellow dust and darkened the sky.
Passes and mountains are interrupted by each side,
And my country many thousands of them are you? “
“I took the flowers, as I was meeting a courier,
And I mailed them that I own are in the north, Longshan;
You, in Jiannan, in your south, you’re not there,
And I wanted to be the one to send you a branch of spring.”
“The swallows come back and revel under the eaves;
Flywheel confusing, and down in front of his pillow.
Her heart the Lord does not see it;
She wipes her tears, and sits at tuning the instrument.”