Twenty-seven Back

 Hua Xie flowers fade sky, red, the scent off who pity?
Department of gossamer soft floating pavilions, Luo Xu flutter Xiulian light stick.
Xichun her apartment in the dusk is full of melancholy, No relief,
; hand embroidered boudoir Hoe, falling to re-tread to endure.
Stir elm, regardless of peach and plum.
peach hair again next year, next year's boudoir Who?
March Hong nests are built, the beam is too relentlessly swallows!
Next year, they can peck unawares, who beam of an empty nest will fall.
hundred and sixty days a year, cutting wind and biting frost,
beautiful Xianyan to when just one day wandering difficult to find.
are easy to see off the hard to find, order before boring kill mourner,
Du Yi hoe dark shed tears spilled over the branches see bloodstains.
cuckoo is silent dusk, the Netherlands hoe go back and shut the doors.
green lamp lights the wall as the beginning of sleep, rain Qiaochuang was not warm.
strange things end slavery times of trouble, and half is half-mad spring spring pity,
pity suddenly spring suddenly to get mad go, to go silent and does not smell.
Zuoxiao court sad song is the souls of flowers and birds are doomed?
; the souls of flowers and birds are doomed to remain, the birds from the flowers from the silent shame.
willing slave Xiexia wing and fly to the end of heaven with flowers.
heaven, where a fragrant mound?
; not take tips Yan received bone, cover the beauty of a pure land.
quality of this purity, to go, stronger than dirt trap mud trench.
died now, Lennon gather and bury the body is uncertain what day mourning Lennon?
Lennon laughed this mourner crazy, he knows of who is buried in Shannon?
late spring flowers gradually I do not know ! down, that is, when the red die of old age.
Once the spring to make the old roots, flowers were the two I do not know!