One distinguishing between mountains and seas,
Ten years, the green grass in spring,
Where the heart yearns,
The face appears, brilliant as jade, yet,
The mysterious message did not come.
Many peaches and plums will soon ripen—
There is only that one of my thoughts,
Bringing a wrinkle to my brow.
.
美容可觀。一別海山中。十年春草綠。相思在方寸。顏容皎如玉。音書杳不來。桃李繁且熟。唯有意中人。使我眉頭蹙。
(CBETA.X68n1315_030.0195c21-22)
Submitted June 08, 2022 at 06:25AM by surupamaerl2 https://ift.tt/fK5xPwJ
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