She was born into a literary family and became an antiquarian, book collector, and calligrapher. Of her six original volumes of lyrics, only about 50 ..
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The fragrance of the pink lotus fails, the jade mat hints of autumn. Softly I unfasten my silk cloak, Who is sending a letter from among the clouds? When the swan message returns, the balcony is flooded with moonlight.
The blossoms drift on, the water flows. There is the same yearning of the heart, But it abides in two places. There is no way to drive away this yearning: Driven from the eyebrows, It enters the heart.
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To the Tune of by Li Ching Chao