Melancholy Weaves a Curtain Veil
Melancholy weaves a curtain's veil
Author/Rongxue Fubi, Illustration/Pengchuan
Drinking alone, quietly sitting, listening to the wind
Dim light, empty hall
Brewing illness, enduring a cold night
Dripping rain, tapping incessantly
Idle sorrow, strands weave into the curtained alcove
Pale complexion, weary shadow
Inquiry about departing loved ones
Where can we meet again?
Who understands?
Countless times of longing, unsolvable
Several times of fervent entanglement and flattery
How many times can we meet?
Can we carry flying snow and smell plum blossoms?
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