Clouds Press Deeply Onto a Small Bridge: Fortune-Telling Operator
卜 算 子
云 压 小 桥 深
月 到 重 门 静。
冷 蕊 疏 枝 半 不 禁
更 著 横 窗 影。
回 首 故 园 春
往 事 难 重 省。
半 夜 清 香 入 梦 来
从 此 熏 炉 冷。
Bo Suan Zi
Yun la xiao qiao shen
Yue dao chong men jing.
Leng rui shu zhi ban bu jin
Geng zhu heng chuang ying.
Hui shou gu yuan chun
Wang shi nan chong sheng.
Ban ye qing xiang ru meng lai
Cong ci xun lu leng.
Clouds Press Deeply Onto a Small Bridge: Fortune-Telling Operator
Deep, thick clouds press onto a small bridge
Moon arrives again into a silent door.
Not even half of the frigid buds on scattered branches can endure
They cast shadows against the eastern windows.
A reason to turn my head, visualize my springtime garden
Former things in my hometown difficult to repeat or save.
At midnight dreams arrive with clean fragrances
Do not need any incense smoke from a cold burner.