Thick Fog After The Rain Poem by East Sea Fairy Xing Yi

By NALAN Xingde Translated by East-sea Fairy

Stopped the rain.
Rises a thick and misty fog from far away.
No more flowers remain
in the garden quiet and out-of-the-way.
Stretching out my hand softly, I take off a pair of red love peas today
and lower my head well
for I just can't stop my eyes from welling tears of sadness anyway,
when I think of us two who are separated by the cell,
me outside here and inside of it you, my forever lost belle.

When one passes away, her face would soon disappear,
just like the spring, once thinned,
and out, the bustling flowers would fade away clear.
When pouring on the ground by the stream a wine untinned
against the wind,
I feel awfully distressed and suffer hell,
For since I parted here from you, my twinned,
with and to no one my sadness I find I can share and tell
even if there are people taking boat here to bid each other farewell.