English Rendering
After rain the landscape’s fair;
Spring divides its days with equal care.
A thousand flowers rival in their grace.
On painted beams new swallows nest in pairs,
While in a gilded cage a parrot pines for space.
The creeping fig still clings to the wall;
Moss overruns the courtyard, covering all.
From a few mansions floating songs are heard.
Suddenly old memories stir my heart—
Silent, I knit my eyebrows dark as jade uncurled.
