The Wind Blew the Willow Catkins on the Pond
- Poetry of Nalan Xingde

The wind blew the willow catkins on the pond,

in the mud the lavenders strongly grew.

Gave you a petal before we parted,

our dreamlike life,sweet love,please remember.

People said that love would change if you're too fond,

in the corner i really regret those dreamy dew.

Now i returned to the place where we parted.

duckweeds on the pond,fickle fate,crystalline tear.