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Washing Creek Sand: Light Chill Ascends the Small Tower
漠漠轻寒上小楼，
晓阴无赖似作秋。
淡烟流水画屏幽。
A faint chill steals up into the little tower; the dawn's gloom is willful, as if it were autumn. Pale smoke and flowing water: the painted screen is dim.
自在飞花轻似梦，
无边丝雨细如愁。
宝帘闲挂小银钩。
The petals that fly so freely are light as a dream; the endless fine rain is thin as sorrow. The fair blind hangs idle from its little silver hook.
Reading notes
This page follows 晓阴无赖似作秋, “the morning gloom feels like autumn”; another text has 晓阴无赖是穷秋, “it is late autumn.” 淡烟 also appears as 澹烟. The English follows the text displayed here.