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Beyond the blossoms， cold cockcrow， the day about to dawn：lncense cakes have turned to ashes；
Up or at rest， I am utterly distracted.Tall phoenix trees at the edge of the eaves transfix the overnight fog； I roll up the blinds and a pair of magpies flies away in alarm.
Draped over a screen， a gossamer gown； idle embroidered strands； Just for a moment my heart is full， As I remember all the roads of the sunny south.
Night after night my dreaming soulgives up its empty fantasies， For now I know that nowhere can the bygone past be sought.
花外寒鸡天欲曜，香印成灰，起坐浑无绪。檐际高桐凝宿雾，卷帘双鹊惊飞去。屏上罗衣闲绣缕，一晌关情，忆遍江南路。夜夜梦魂休谩语，已知前事无寻处。
Up or at rest， I am utterly distracted.Tall phoenix trees at the edge of the eaves transfix the overnight fog； I roll up the blinds and a pair of magpies flies away in alarm.
Draped over a screen， a gossamer gown； idle embroidered strands； Just for a moment my heart is full， As I remember all the roads of the sunny south.
Night after night my dreaming soulgives up its empty fantasies， For now I know that nowhere can the bygone past be sought.
花外寒鸡天欲曜，香印成灰，起坐浑无绪。檐际高桐凝宿雾，卷帘双鹊惊飞去。屏上罗衣闲绣缕，一晌关情，忆遍江南路。夜夜梦魂休谩语，已知前事无寻处。