To the tune of "Happy Event Is Nigh"
The wind ceases; fallen flowers pile high.
Outside my screen, petals collect in heaps of red
and snow-white.
This reminds me that after the blooming
of the cherry-apple tree
It is time to lament the dying spring.
Singing and drinking have come to an end;
jade cups are empty;
Lamps are flickering.
Hardly able to bear the sorrows and regrets
of my dreams,
I hear the mournful cry of the cuckoo.
Tz'u No. 12
Li Ching Chao
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Poem topics: happy, red, snow, spring, time, tree, wind, white, hear, apple, screen, high, fallen, collect, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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