Greeting the Golden Gate: The Wind Suddenly Rises
Feng Yansi
The wind rises suddenly, wrinkling a pool of spring water. Idly I lead the mandarin ducks along the scented path, my fingers crumpling the red apricot stamens.
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Feng Yansi: Ci Poems
Read 5 ci poems with pinyin and English translations. Notes record textual variants and differing attributions where relevant.
Magpie on the Branch: Who Says Idle Feelings Are Cast Off?
Feng Yansi
Who says that idle feeling has long been thrown away? Whenever spring comes, the melancholy returns as before. Day after day, before the flowers, I suffer from wine; how could I complain that my rosy face grows thin in the mirror?
Magpie on the Branch: Where Have the Drifting Clouds Gone?
Feng Yansi
These many days, where has the drifting cloud gone? It forgets to return, and does not care that spring is ending. A hundred grasses and a thousand flowers along the Cold Food road; the fragrant carriage is tethered to whose tree?
Pure and Peaceful Music: Rain Clears, Mist at Dusk
Feng Yansi
The rain has cleared, evening mist lingers; green water newly fills the pond. A pair of swallows flies into the willow court; the little pavilion's painted blind is rolled up high.
Song of Long Life: A Spring Feast
Feng Yansi
A spring feast, one cup of green wine, one song sung through. I bow twice and set forth three wishes: the first, that my lord live a thousand years; the second, that I myself be always well; the third, that we be as the swallows upon the beam, meeting year after year.