Zhu Shuzhen

Fallen leaves piled up on the chilly stair;

Motionless cloud dimmed the edge of the sea.

On the high tower my eyes gazed in air;

Dusk fell and banned my mood of writing poetry.

My sorrows lingered ’nd couldn’t be expelled;

Reunion turned not a harmonious tune.

The rain from four-side eaves rapidly fell,

And I sat alone in this empty room.

I catch sight of the scene in th’ garden pond

Where lotus is withered and daisy’s dried.

The chilly wind encroaches my night pillow,

And the frost makes my dress-up terrified.

The wind on river rolls ahead in red;

Tangerines before my court are yellow dyed.

I’m to dispel my woes by writing poems,

But the scene makes my sorrows multiplied.

The late winter’s to leave, but still lingers. 

Alone I sit and drink from my cup waiting for New Year.

In one night, cold air will with last hour be gone;

At morrow daybreak, the full spring sight’s drawing near.

For the couplets on door poles, I’ve written new lines;

Who is blowing the jade flute to decide ash marks?

Because of composing poems, I’m still young and fine;

Don’t impel me when Old Year ends and New Year starts.

The fireworks ignited the red sky,

choirs hymned on the street.

You hug me in the crowd,

all of those sweet dreams rushes into my mind.

I wish we could eternally hold this moment,

just let the cloud veils the blushing moon.

baby,light up the lantern,kiss me crazily,

i don't know if i could see you in the next year.

Lonely boudoir,

i close the door when the sunset comes.

Why don't two swallows know my sadness?

fly together,whisper in the spring wind.

After the day you left,

east wind blows over my garden.

I'm tired of seeking those beautiful flowers,

just play on a swing alone.

Dress gets too big for me after I lose my weight for missing you.

I couldn't bear to draw the curtain back,

just fear to see those pear flowers fall.

Rain falls in the early spring,

to the wine i silently cry.

Once i plucked the pear flowers leaning on the balustrade.

Grass towards ferry,i begged you stay,

you had no word but tearfully gazed at hill.

Last night i dreamed of you between river and cloud.

How should i feel after i woke up before i was gonna touch face in dream?

Toss about in bed,i wished to dream of you again.

The night sky is easy to see but not your tender love.

Sit alone,walk alone

drink alone,sleep alone.

stand here as a ghost,

even the ghost also would feel heartbroken.

Cry alone,smile alone,

wander alone,speak alone,

twinkle here as a candlelight,

even the candlelight also wanna catch your figure.

Willow leaves dance outside my attic,

seem to try to keep the spring staying,

but the spring just flits like an unfaithful lover.

Catkins of willow trees drift in the wind,

i feel so sad that don't know where they'll fall.

Little cuckoo flies in the green forest,

even she doesn't know how i feel,

she still weeps for my endless yearning.

I toast to this later spring but it's soundless,

suddenly in the twilight,rain drizzles on my heart garden.

Gorgeous flowers bloom in my garden,

but the wind and rain howl here every moment.

I wish the spring can be everlasting,

please don't let cute petals fall on the moss-growing ground.