作者:Julia
春近东门小院墙
草衰风长日微凉
彤腮霜手怨红裳
独步幽园云满径
愁思新阙影回廊
笑嗔晨懒忘焚香
Sand of Silk-washing Stream
By Julia
the brick eastwall ,didn’t bring me something amazing
withered grass andcold air blast failed to display a smile but a pale light
i had to enjoy thepoetical spring beauties
with my frozenhands and a thin red coat
the solitarygarden separated clouds and what filled in mind
pacing up and down,sweet fairy didn’t stain the poem with new ideas
I had to complainwith my self-mockery
That I hadforgotten to bless Muses with inspiration
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