“The Magnolia Flower” (Mu-lan hua)
The hibiscus comes to tiny bloom.
Their scent flutters on the air.
In the jade hall, her feelings are like the deepest water.
She shuts away her make-up case.
She closes fast the golden door.
By the screen, her sleeves trail loose in her dazed grief.
Across the scene, mists linger over the beautiful flowers.
On a winding islet, mandarin ducks doze in brocaded wings.
She mournfully stares far away, her quiet thoughts of him.
The flowery patches on her cheeks crumple with her sorrow.
（Lois Fusek 译）