BY YANG KUEI-FEI
(THE "WHITE POPLAR" IMPERIAL CONCUBINE OF THE EMPEROR MING HUANG)
Wide sleeves sway.Scents,Sweet scentsIncessantly coming.It is red lilies,Lotus lilies,Floating up,And up,Out of Autumn mist.Thin cloudsPuffed,Fluttered,Blown on a rippling windThrough a mountain pass.Young willow shootsTouching,Brushing,The waterOf the garden pool.
Wide sleeves sway.Scents,Sweet scentsIncessantly coming.It is red lilies,Lotus lilies,Floating up,And up,Out of Autumn mist.Thin cloudsPuffed,Fluttered,Blown on a rippling windThrough a mountain pass.Young willow shootsTouching,Brushing,The waterOf the garden pool.
Wide sleeves sway.Scents,Sweet scentsIncessantly coming.
Wide sleeves sway.
Scents,
Sweet scents
Incessantly coming.
It is red lilies,Lotus lilies,Floating up,And up,Out of Autumn mist.
It is red lilies,
Lotus lilies,
Floating up,
And up,
Out of Autumn mist.
Thin cloudsPuffed,Fluttered,Blown on a rippling windThrough a mountain pass.
Thin clouds
Puffed,
Fluttered,
Blown on a rippling wind
Through a mountain pass.
Young willow shootsTouching,Brushing,The waterOf the garden pool.
Young willow shoots
Touching,
Brushing,
The water
Of the garden pool.