I Ask the Singer, Do You Know…<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> Behind a scrim of pearls in Jade Hall Shines a lustrous girl. One glance at her invokes immortals, So fair the peach sheen of her face. At the Eastern Palace, spring mists descend; In the West, autumn winds efface All surfaces. Just thirty years from now: Look on her face—gnawn sugar cane. (中国文学出版社 译) |
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