To the Tune of "Sheng Sheng Man"
I am looking for something missing
It is so dull, lonely
And so dreary
In the season of lingering cold
and occasional warmth
It's hard to stay fit
By drinking two or three cups of wine
How can I keep off the cold wind
It's sad to see wild geese
They are acquaintances of mine.
Now that chrysanthemum
s are blooming all over the courtyard,
I am too wearied and dreary,
But who else
would pick some to enjoy?
Sitting by the window
I wish it be dark
now all over.
a fine drizzling was falling on the pine tree
How could just the single word
" be enough
To cover all this