! P& J- L6 n" b5 [& [2 I- B. lThe sweet scent of the red lotus fades 7 Z% G8 Q$ K/ T+ W7 aThe jade grass wilts with arrival of Autumn + m# J/ Z/ g8 i2 N" D) BI gather up my skirts + O1 X" z1 m3 H4 p1 Q6 ~8 hAnd alone alight a small orchid boat! \9 {$ h; j; [! C' \4 F: z9 T
Who will emerge from the clouds with news from my lover. 7 I6 g: R4 Y$ T9 w) i5 C! b: h8 m) RWill your words be carried by the wild geese.. Q/ g0 r( i( ?! y2 Y% e! ?, B( C
. O# |+ W7 H* Z$ `+ d% rThe moon fills my room with its light @" w; {$ Z& z2 T* UFlowers fall to the flowing stream never return9 c2 f5 O; T) L2 L
We are in two different places; r0 O# V8 k2 p0 E9 K ~+ s
But we share the same feelings 9 v% @% \8 |) r/ Q+ s2 Z& pSadness and longing that never goes away9 Y, E t0 h' u% R
Dwells from brow on our heads to deep within our hearts.“