Mume blossoms leak out the color of spring;
Long willow branch hangs like a string;
Green grass grows fine.
My forehead sprinkled with hoar frost,
How can I not regret golden hours lost!
In fragrant hall I entertain my guest with wine
In farewell feast.
Can I retain you for a while?
Though severed by many a mile,
There’s one who would remember you at least.
梅花漏泄春消息,
柳絲長,
草芽碧。
不覺星霜鬢邊白,
念時光堪惜。
蘭堂把酒留嘉賓,
對離筵,
駐行色。
千里音塵便疏隔,
會有人相憶。