Last night a sprinkling of rain,
a violent wind.
After a deep sleep, still not recovered
from the lingering effect of wine,
I inquired of the one rolling up the screen;
But the answer came: "The cherry-apple blossoms are still the same."
"Oh, don't you know, don't you know?
The red must be getting thin,
while the green is becoming plump."
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