眼儿媚
楼上黄昏杏花寒，
斜月小栏干。
一双燕子，
两行征雁，
画角声残。
纠窗人在东风里，
无语对春闲。
也应似旧，
盈盈秋水，
淡淡春山。
yan er mei
Dusk in the upper floor chamber
And apricot floers are chilled;
On the dainty railings rests a aning moon.
A pair of sallos;
To lines of ild geese;
The bugle sound is muted .
By the green indo
The lady sits in the east ind gentle.
Speechless, she faces spring ,idle.
All sound be as of old :
Pools of limpid autumn ater-her eyes.
Distant hills in springtime -her bros
