Washing the clothes
- Poetry of Du Fu

I knew you won't come back,

in the autumn i cleaned the washboard.

A long time to wait for you in the orchard?

do you know how much i miss you lipstick?

Threw those clothes aside when the moon shone,

i just wanted to write a love song to your town.

Now i broke a twig of tulip and wept,

Baby,did you hear me?the heartbreak of a lost angel