Perdita Young (Hanna Wang) Poems

Tune: Fragrance Wafting All Over the Courtyard

满庭芳•月挂天庭
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To you I've much to say,
In words simple and crude,
In hope that things get well,
And you in health will stay.
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It's easy to fall (stay)in love,
but not so easy
to get(stay)married.
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Please sing me a frontier song,
Sing it in the archaic lingua forlorn,
Sing it with tremolo and gently recall
The rivers beauteous and the mountains tall.
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The mirror on the table
Is a bowl-
My face is
A Potato in the bowl.
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小镜子，The small mirror
圆又圆，is round and clear
看宝宝the baby so fair
露笑脸。a smile will wear.
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-In reply to a poem friend

Waiting for the news from you
Of a skyful of flying snow…
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An Outing we go,
....across the south pond,
The path is scented
....by the April breeze.
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Poverty is a mother of intense grief,
It exposes one to unspeakable shame:
The lack of Bread has made many a thief,
To which the well-fed may listen in disbelief.
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What is the distance between
A role model and a poor lesson?
It's calculable, in my view, at times,
By money, or, by degrees of shame.
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