"Yong Yu Le Lantern Festival" by Li Qingzhao
The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people? The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment. How much spring is coming! During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, and there will be no wind and rain? Come and summon me, bring you a beautiful car and a BMW, and thank him for your wine, friends, and poets.
It is a prosperous day in Zhongzhou, and there is a lot of free time for the boudoir. I remember that I pay more attention to the three or five, paving the green crown, twisting the golden snow willow, and competing for Chu. Now I am haggard, with wind and frost on my hair, and I am afraid of going out at night. It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people's laughter.
Note: The new willow leaves are stained like green smoke, and there is a sound of resentment in the flute music of "Plum Blossoms Fall". The breath of spring is already showing. But in the mild weather during the Lantern Festival, how can we know that there will be no wind or rain? Those drinking friends, poets, and friends came to greet them in their gorgeous carriages and horses, but I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and anxious.