PEACH BLOSSOM FISH #1
Tune pattern: Lin jiang xian
Remember the path along the Wuling river:
The spring wind, the peach blossoms,
the unlimited growth of roots and buds.
Let humans adorn themselves as they please
I want to be a butterfly under the waves,
Carried by no current but my wishes.
Yet how I love its body like a bubble's shadow:
One may trace its outlines but grasp nothing.
And like a parasol it may try to hold fallen flowers,
But its silken body sheds like tears
And falls with mist across the gravel bar.