Warm rain and soft breeze by turns <br />Have just broken <br />And driven away the chill. <br />Moist as the pussy willows, <br />Light as the plum blossoms, <br />Already I feel the heart of Spring vibrating. <br />But now who will share with me <br />The joys of wine and poetry? <br />Tears streak my rouge. <br />My hairpins are too heavy. <br />I put on my new quilted robe <br />Sewn with gold thread <br />And throw myself against a pile of pillows, <br />Crushing my phoenix hairpins. <br />Alone, all I can embrace is my endless sorrow. <br />I know a good dream will never come. <br />So I stay up till past midnight <br />Trimming the lamp flower’s smoking wick.<br /><br />Li Ching Chao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-song-of-departure/
