English Rendering
You can't stay long in wonderlands
or man-made worlds
it's as if you turn around
and find ten autumns gone
behind the curtain, under the quilt
an affectionate pair of mandarin ducks
here in the parrot's cage
the talking hasn't stopped
dew-streaked flowers, early morning
tell you of sorrowful faces
willows bending in evening wind
bring back pensive eyebrows
rosy clouds leave
they never come back
but Pan Yue's in love and willing to wait
until his hair turns white.
A laurel branch against the moon
matches the elegant mists
ten thousand peach trees by the river
stand in the rain, blooming red
if someone sets wine before you
you don't act disappointed
from ancient days to the present
sorrow and joy are twins.
