醉花陰（宋）李清照

作者：海外逸士

时间：2010-12-11 周六, 下午11:41

薄霧濃雲愁永晝，瑞腦消金獸。佳節又重陽，玉枕紗櫥，半夜涼初透。

東籬把酒黃昏後，有暗香盈袖。莫道不消魂，簾捲西風，人比黃花瘦。

Poem in Tune of Zuihuayin

by Li Qingzhao of Song Dynasty

Fogs thin, clouds dense, woeful all day long;

Ruinao1 incense burned up in a beast-shaped brass burner.

Now again is the Day of Double Ninth;

Porcelain pillow, and gauze-canopied bed,

Cold penetrates the gauze at midnight.

Drink wine at east fence after twilight;

The sleeves filled with faint scent.

Don’t say it’s not transported;

The west wind blows up the curtain,

And I find myself thinner than yellow flowers.

[1] Ruinao is something like camphor. In old times in China, it was made into incense and when burned, would issue a smell of scent.

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