TO ONE UNNAMED
Li Shangyin
Time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted,
And the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone,
And the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die
And every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
Mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing,
Yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song.
…It is not so very far to her Enchanted Mountain
O blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!
无题
李商隐
相见时难别亦难, 东风无力百花残。
春蚕到死丝方尽, 蜡炬成灰泪始乾。
晓镜但愁云鬓改, 夜吟应觉月光寒。
蓬莱此去无多路, 青鸟殷勤为探看。
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