YAN Shu – Lyrics to the Melody of Walking on Grass

Along the path flowers are thinning, the countryside is fields of green, Next to raised buildings becoming thick is the foliage dense with leaves. Vernal breezes know not how to catkins restrain, Allowing them to scatter on faces of passers-by like misty mizzle.

Behind verdant leaves orioles hide, swallows rest outside crimson screens, Over the incense burner curls of smoke one another quietly seek. After I have slept off intoxication in a melancholy dream, The private court has come well under sunset's gleams.