译/李雪梅
I awake relaxed in a morning of spring.
All around I hear the birds sing.
It was a stormy night with wind and rain
Alas, how many petals fell in vain?
译/阮大侠
In the spring morning I was deep in my sleep,
Untill here and there birds chirp and tweet.
The storm at night has gone but I remember the sound,
How many flowers were wounded and fell to the ground?
译/舒己怀
A sleep in spring is so short as dawn draws near,
Birds are chirping from everywhere,
Wind and rainfall were heard in my dream,
Making me wonder how many followers fell off, out there?
