Gone is the guest from the Chamber of Rank, <br />And petals, confused in my little garden, <br />Zigzagging down my crooked path, <br />Escort like dancers the setting sun. <br />Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away? <br />To a sad-eyed watcher they never return. <br />Heart's fragrance is spent with the ending of spring <br />And nothing left but a tear-stained robe.<br /><br />Li Shangyin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-petals-4/
