✉️ Butterfly Love by Yan Shu

Butterfly Love by Yan Shu The chrysanthemums by the railing grieve in mist, the orchids weep in dew. The light chill of the silk curtains, as swallows fly away in pairs. The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of parting, its slanting light pierces the vermilion doors till dawn. Last night, the west wind stripped the trees bare. Alone I climbed the tower, gazing to the world's far end. I longed to send a letter, yet across the endless mountains and rivers, how could it ever reach you? Annotation: Prime Minister Yan, being a man of wealth and leisure, could compose such splendid verses. How can we, children of humble families, appreciate such leisurely elegance?

Pouring Wine with Pei Di by Wang Wei I pour wine for you. May you find ease in this. Human emotions rise and fall like waves on water. White-haired companions still grasp swords in recognition. While those who reached high office first laugh and adjust their caps. Grass fully wet from gentle rain, flower branches about to sway in the cold spring wind. Worldly affairs are like floating clouds why bother asking about them? Better to lie down in leisure and enjoy a good meal. Annotation: Such sour words! He's simply bitter that it wasn't him who had the joy of "adjusting his cap" for office!