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��������ҹ���⣬ ƽ���Ϳͳ�ɽ�¡� �������������ʣ� һƬ����������� AT HIBISCUS INN PARTING WITH XIN JIAN With this cold night-rain hiding the river, you have come into Wu. In the level dawn, all alone, you will be starting for the mountains of Chu. Answer, if they ask of me at Loyang: "One-hearted as ice in a crystal vase."
�����ٸ���֪� ������ױ�ϴ�¥�� ����İͷ����ɫ�� �ڽ̷����ٷ� IN HER QUIET WINDOW Too young to have learned what sorrow means, Attired for spring, she climbs to her high chamber.... The new green of the street-willows is wounding her heart -- Just for a title she sent him to war.
��ҹ�翪¶���ң� δ��ǰ�����ָߡ� ƽ�������³г裬 ���ⴺ���ͽ��ۡ� A SONG OF THE SPRING PALACE Last night, while a gust blew peach-petals open And the moon shone high on the Palace Beyond Time, The Emperor gave Pingyang, for her dancing, Brocades against the cold spring-wind.
����ƽ������ �ҽ����ȹ��ǻ��� ���ղ�����ѻɫ�� �̴�������Ӱ���� A SIGH IN THE COURT OF PERPETUAL FAITH She brings a broom at dawn to the Golden Palace doorway And dusts the hall from end to end with her round fan, And, for all her jade-whiteness, she envies a crow Whose cold wings are kindled in the Court of the Bright Sun.
��ʱ���º�ʱ�أ� ���ﳤ����δ���� ��ʹ���Ƿɽ��ڣ� ���̺�������ɽ�� OVER THE BORDER The moon goes back to the time of Qin, the wall to the time of Han, And the road our troops are travelling goes back three hundred miles.... Oh, for the Winged General at the Dragon City -- That never a Tartar horseman might cross the Yin Mountains!