Rosy lotus flowers have withered ,
Autumn days are cool as icy jade
Slightly loosen clothes and get aboard small canoe alone
Let it float freely on the water
Wild geese queue to and fro over head
Do they bring me his messages from the clouds?
No. Only chilly moonlight visit my window
Petals drift with water flowing
Do they load a kind of lovesick
and split it into two concerns or two worries?
One is here, the other somewhere else?
No way to dispel such feeling
Just frown it off eye-brow
It gets overspreaded in mind again
Look down at the water, his smile appears on the water mirror
I want to spoon it up, but fear this illusion will vanish
My hands stop in the air and tears drip in silence
Oh, my tears ripple the water surface, his smile gone!