Addie Luo’s Translation of Li Qingzhao
Wuling Spring The wind settles, the dust aromatic—flowers have perishedLethargically tending hair and countenance at nightfallThe surroundings the same, the people no more, the past stallsDesire to speak, but have tears to recall Springtime at Twin Creek is still gorgeous, I hearEven planning a light voyage on boat, I steerThe slender boat at Twin Creek, […]