The lovely Lo Fo of the western land
Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside.
Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand;
In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed.
'my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay.
Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray.'
It is about Tao-Ouisa.
In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed. 'my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay. Enjoyed these lines.
..........oh the last line is my favorite...love this ★
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
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