欢似机中丝,织作相思树。 侬似衣上花,春风吹不去。 <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> Ancient Sentiments Wu Wei-yeh My love is like the silk on the loom, To be woven into a Tree of Longing. I’m like the blossoms on your cloth coat Which no spring wind can deflower. |
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