See Southern willow trees
To tender flowers smile with ease!
The fallen petals will adorn your cup of wine;
The willow branches hanging low caress your head,
Each inch a beauty spread.
See the Southern moon look
Now like a mirror, now like a hook:
A mirror in which no rosy faces shine,
A hook on which hangs no curtain red,
It ever shines on sleepless bed.
江南柳,
花柳兩相柔。
花片落葉粘酒盞,
柳條低處拂人頭,
各自是風(fēng)流。
江南月,
如鏡復(fù)如鉤。
似鏡不侵紅粉面,
似鉤不掛畫簾頭,
長是照離愁。