红袖轻揎, 玉笋挽秋千。 画板高悬, 仙子坠云轩。 额残了翡翠钿, 髻松了荷叶偏。 花径边, 笑捻春罗扇。 搧, 玉腕鸣黄金钏。 <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> Untitled to the tune of Green Jade Flute Guan Hanqing Floating in the wind is her long red sleeves so light, She grasps the ropes with her fingers all jade-white. The swing going up high in the air, Like an angel from clouds she comes falling so fair. From her forelock her hairpin is broken, Like a lotus leave her hair loosen. By the flowered path, Fiddling with her delicate fan she grins. The fan moving, The golden bracelet on her wrist rings. |
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