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Butterfly Loves the Flower: Smiling Bright, the Autumn Lotus by the Green Bank
笑艳秋莲生绿浦。
红脸青腰，
旧识凌波女。
照影弄妆娇欲语。
西风岂是繁花主。
Smiling and radiant, the autumn lotus rises from the green shore: red face and slender waist — long known of old, the nymph who walks upon the waves. Catching her image, she makes her toilet, coy as if about to speak. The west wind — how should it be the lord of flowers in their fullness?
可恨良辰天不与。
才过斜阳，
又是黄昏雨。
朝落暮开空自许。
竟无人解知心苦。
I hate the fair season that heaven will not grant: scarce past the slanting sun and already the rain of dusk. Fading at dawn, opening at dusk, she plights herself in vain; in the end none can read the bitterness of her heart.
Reading notes
This page retains 繁花 and 又是; another version has 繁华 and 又值. 朝落暮开 is retained and translated as written: the flower’s fading and opening mirror the sorrow of separation.