一剪梅【英文译文】Tune: A Twig of Ume Blossoms-Li QingzhaoPink fragrant lotus fade; autumn chills mat of jade.My silk robe doffed, I floatAlone in orchid bote.Who in the cloud would bring me letters in brocade?When swans come back in fright,My bowers steeped in moomlight.As fallen flowers drift and water runs their way,One longing overflowsTwo places with same woes.Such sorrow can by no means be driven away;From eyebrows kept apart,Again it gnaws my heart.