English Rendering
O southern path! Where spring winds gently blow at break of day,
The eastern neighbor gleams in dawn's first ray.
A lone flower blooms in Chu's ancient sphere,
Twin swallows dwell in Lu's mansion, far and near.
She rises, coils her hair like clouds above,
And steps into the broidered car, with love.
Who could have known the belle of yesterday,
Now washes silk by Yue's stream, in humble sway?
