Deep in Spring, the Rain’s Passed

Deep in Spring, the Rain's Passed (Picking Mulberries)

Deep in spring, the rain's passed- West Lake is good.
A hundred grasses vie in beauty,
Confusion of butterflies, clamour of bees,
The clear day hurries the blossom to burst forth in the warmth.

Oars in lilies, a painted barge moving without haste.
I think I see a band of sprites-
Light reflected in the ripples,
The high wind carries music over the broad water.

采桑子

春深雨过西湖好
百卉争妍
蝶乱蜂喧
晴日催花暖欲然

兰桡画舸悠悠去
疑是神仙
返照波间
水阔风高扬管弦