A SONG SUNG BY WANG TINGMING

Ice Spring arrives in the first lunar month, melting the ice, In the second moon fish appear gliding under the water,

bringing thoughts of my lover. Pink peach blossoms emblazon the mountains in the third moon, In the fourth moon willows sway in the breeze under clear skies, bringing thoughts of my lover. Cucumber vines creep up the latticework in the fifth moon, In the sixth moon millet colors the mountains golden,

bringing thoughts of my lover. Grapes climb the trellis in the seventh moon, In the eighth lunar month ripe watermelon thank a crescent moon, bringing thoughts of my lover. Wheat grows as tall as the raised path between the fields

in the ninth moon, In the tenth moon persimmons paint the streets orange, bringing thoughts of my lover. Water in the gully turns to ice in the eleventh moon, In the twelfth moon New Year's goods are laid out at the town fair, bringing thoughts of my lover.

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