暖烟飘, 绿杨桥, 旋结柔圈折细条。 都把发春闲懊恼, 碧波深处一时抛。 Ode to Willow Wreath To
the Tune of Double Love-birds Wang
Yun Warm
and gentle is the breeze, In
the willow grove is the bridge, Weave
the soft willow twigs into wreaths. And
throw them away into the limpid river, |
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