TUNE: BUTTERFLIES IN LOVE WITH FLOWERS

The wind blows willow down and cold weather away,

Fragrant pollen wafts far and near,

Red showers fall from day to day.

New wine adds to the drowse left over yesterday.

How can this spring decrease the regret of last year?

Whom to ask when gone are oriole and butterfly?

I gaze from the waterside tower high,

But no fish would bring letters here.

How annoying the autumn waves inch by inch appear!

The slanting sun only foretells night is near.

 

蝶恋花

卷絮风头寒欲尽?

坠粉飘香，

日日红成阵。

新酒又添残酒困，

今春不减前春恨。

蝶去莺飞无处问，

隔水高楼，

望断双鱼信。

恼乱横波秋一寸，

斜阳只与黄昏近。