The sun sets in molten gold. <br />The evening clouds form a jade disk. <br />Where is he? <br />Dense white mist envelops the willows. <br />A sad flute plays “Falling Plum Blossoms.” <br />How many Spring days are left now? <br />This Feast of Lanterns should be joyful. <br />The weather is calm and lovely. <br />But who can tell if it <br />Will be followed by wind and rain?<br /><br />Li Ching Chao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sun-sets-in-molten-gold/
