YANShu–LyricstotheMelodyofWalkingonGrass
Alongthepathflowersarethinning,thecountrysideisfieldsofgreen,
Nexttoraisedbuildingsbecomingthickisthefoliagedensewithleaves.
Vernalbreezesknownothowtocatkinsrestrain,
Allowingthemtoscatteronfacesofpassers-bylikemistymizzle.
Behindverdantleavesorioleshide,swallowsrestoutsidecrimsonscreens,
Overtheincenseburnercurlsofsmokeoneanotherquietlyseek.
AfterIhavesleptoffintoxicationinamelancholydream,
Theprivatecourthascomewellundersunset'sgleams.