春晓

春眠不觉晓， 处处闻啼鸟。

夜来风雨声， 花落知多少。

Meng Haoran

A SPRING MORNING

I awake light-hearted this morning of spring,

Everywhere round me the singing of birds --

But now I remember the night, the storm,

And I wonder how many blossoms were broken.