Wang Mian [Yuan Dynasty]
It is cold and rainy in spring, and there are few wheels and hooves in inaccessible places.
The humidity in the mountains is dark, and the solitary plum is close to the bamboo.
Hungry birds gather in the forest and foxes crow in the cold city.
Looking back at Guanhe, the dusty road is lost.
Vernacular translation
Spring was originally a scene of gentle breeze and warm sunshine, but today it is cloudy.
Butterflies can't fly because of cold. Because of the cold weather, flowers are in bud.
The wine flag hanging on the branches flutters in the wind; Clouds near the hills suddenly brought showers.
I never live up to the beauty of spring, but this time I went out to look for spring and enjoy it, because I was ill and missed my fun.