晓妆初过, 浓檀轻注些儿个。 向人微露丁香颗。 一曲清歌, 暂引樱桃破。 罗袖裛残殷色可, 杯深旋被香醪涴。 绣床斜凭娇无那, 烂嚼红茸, 笑向檀郎唾。 A Scarlet Thread (To the Tune of Yihuzhu) A finishing touch to her morning make-up, she applies a drop of sandalwood rouge at the corner of her mouth, a smile revealing her white teeth like buddling lilac, a fresh song popping a cherry of her red lips. The musk slightly faint, her red satin sleeves wet with the sweet wine filled and refilled in her cup, reclining on the embroidered bed, infinitely alluring, chewing a scarlet thread, she spits it, smiling, at his face. (裘小龙 译) |
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