Ye Zhi's Poems, English Version.

He wants clothes from heaven.

If I had embroidery from heaven,

Wrapped in gold and silver light,

Blue, dull and dark clothes

Night, light and half bright and half dark,

I'll spread the cloth at your feet;

But I, poor, only have my dreams;

I spread my dream at your feet;

Tread gently, because you step on my dream.