1 }1 B* X" R. d+ o! ^- GThe sweet scent of the red lotus fades3 p7 v1 G2 v5 Z4 O
The jade grass wilts with arrival of Autumn * _. Z# h/ a" ~7 _' iI gather up my skirts' v4 Q5 ]6 |+ @. g' q4 x: z+ C, p; a+ [
And alone alight a small orchid boat % k: I. S- u5 g2 X/ z0 cWho will emerge from the clouds with news from my lover. & v! i; u9 I$ G9 G2 m$ TWill your words be carried by the wild geese. * [% T5 Z4 ^9 F/ S0 P+ F% C. _/ e. \% x7 Z; Z
The moon fills my room with its light7 R) |7 @5 _5 {) \
Flowers fall to the flowing stream never return . M: G, S7 u! T0 \- F& o3 a+ l1 Y8 ~We are in two different places : q- Q- F1 M: CBut we share the same feelings ' S$ ]$ l8 e' M1 N4 H3 m2 vSadness and longing that never goes away + i8 `% i8 c9 S: _2 J; N5 tDwells from brow on our heads to deep within our hearts.“