Lonely In The Lotus Garden Poem by Ravi Kopra

Lonely in the lotus garden
Lung Shuo drank a pot of wine

The moon was full and low, the breeze cool
He sang a thousand Chinese songs of love

Thinking of Shi Lu, his soft, slender, lovely wife
A thousand tender feelings of love crowded in his sad heart

Ten thousand willow trees rhymed with his love songs
And two thousand small turtle doves sang with his songs

Translated somewhat literally such as -
Lovely doves, low full moon, willow trees

Cool autumn breeze, flower garden, butterflies
Orioles, sweet orioles singing on litchi trees

And I thinking of you by the Wu's monastery, drinking
All alone two pots of red wine sitting under a tree...