To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream"
Saddened by the dying spring, I am too weary
to rearrange my hair.
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Ah, pure delight! If threre's a perfect fragrance, then it's the soft melancholy of this faraway meadow...!
The pain of the poetess can be seen from some of the verses like: The moon looks pale and light clouds float to and fro........Heartfelt.100+