He Xun: Ode to the Spring Wind ~ 《咏春风》 何逊 with English Translations


《咏春风》 何逊


Ode to the Spring Wind
He Xun

It is audible but shapeless,
Now with hardness and now softness.
Blowing off the powder falling before a maid’s mirror,
Sending far and near the lingering sound of the zither.

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