李白
清平调之一
云想衣裳花想容, 春风拂槛露华浓。
若非群玉山头见, 会向瑶台月下逢。
Li Bai
A SONG OF PURE HAPPINESS I
Her robe is a cloud, her face a flower;
Her balcony, glimmering with the bright spring dew,
Is either the tip of earth's Jade Mountain
Or a moon- edged roof of paradise.