Winding Rails Against Lavish Trees Poem by East Sea Fairy Xing Yi

By YAN Shu Translated by East-sea Fairy

Stands silently in a lush shade
a unique cottage of several storeys.
Finely contrasting with each other, its winding balustrade
leans fast against the lavish trees.
Genial and gentle is the pleasant spring breeze.
Wearing a yellowish green wear,
sway graciously with ease
in the air,
the fine weeping willow twigs fair.

It's a sunshine day.
Clear and boundless appears the sky.
The weeping willow sprouts in the late spring air gracefully sway
and the willow catkins flutter and fly.
But just when the apricot blossoms bloom high,
a spatter of light rain dare
falls to flogthe beautiful buds of a stunning dye.
She falls asleep with such a deeply felt touch without pair,
but startled awake by the orioles outside her window, with her sweet dream found nowhere.