清平调（之二）
李白
一枝红艳露凝香， 云雨巫山枉断肠。
借问汉宫谁得似， 可怜飞燕倚新妆。
A SONG OF PURE HAPPINESS II
Li Bai
There's a perfume stealing moist from a shaft of red blossom,
And a mist, through the heart, from the magical Hill of Wu- -
The palaces of China have never known such beauty-
Not even Flying Swallow with all her glittering garments.
