Ouyang Xiu Poetry 

Sheng Cha Zi
At last year's Lantern Festival
The flower market was bright as day.
The moon had climbed the willow tops.
At twilight end he came my way.

At this year's Latern Festival
Moonlight and lamplight shine no less.
I have not seen my last year's love.
Tears wet the sleeves of my Spring dress.

Tr. A. Ayling & D. Mackintosh
Chinese text

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