The original poem of jasmine

Sighing and sobbing, my gloomy heart is tired,

There are misty bedspreads hanging in the room, which is dazzling.

Reflect your beauty that day and bloom in the charming countryside.

Charming jasmine flowers are full of fragrance.

Even if you are tempted by ecstasy whispers,

I still want to hold you and cry.

The deepest sadness, the trap of dreams-

Your soft wrist is around my poor thick arm.

Until I didn't see you all night,

I only smell your rustling silk skirt,

My heart is bound to crack.

In the jasmine shampoo in the living room,

Show your smile, forever,

Gently, through my creation.