Draw back the curtain in the morning
- Poetry of Ouyang Xiu

Draw back the curtain in the morning,

frost here,you breathe to warm you hand

and start making up.

Because of the person you yearn so badly,

you paint a cresent-shaped brows.

Think back the past,what a beautiful day!

Your heart breaks,sing before hide the smiles.

He's come here,smile you want but don't know

how to show up.

Maybe it's the saddest thing,but also the happiest.