Soft breeses, mild sunshine,
spring is still young.
The sudden change to light apparel
brightened my spirit.
But upon awakening from slumber,
I felt the cilly air;
The plum flower withered in my hair.
Where can I call my native land?
Forget - I can not, except in wine
when I drown my care.
Incense was lighted when I went to sleep;
Though the embers are now cold,
the warmth of wine still holds.
spring is still young.
The sudden change to light apparel
brightened my spirit.
But upon awakening from slumber,
I felt the cilly air;
The plum flower withered in my hair.
Where can I call my native land?
Forget - I can not, except in wine
when I drown my care.
Incense was lighted when I went to sleep;
Though the embers are now cold,
the warmth of wine still holds.
Li Qingzhao (1084–c. 1151)
Radiant Moment
Immerse
Red Kimono
Girl with Kettle
Miao Beauty
Reflecting
Dance
Innocence
Nice post. I actually am the one who owns the "Woman in Painting" painting at the beginning of your post. Di Lifeng is one of my favorite artists.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Amazing artist and the first painting in the post is my favorite.
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