POEM OF THE MONTH

My sleep last night was troubled by a violent storm outside,

And when I work I still felt dizzy from the lingering effect of
wine ;

Anxiously I asked the maid who rolled up the bamboo curtains,

To my surprise came her reply, "The flowers are all right. "

"But that's impossible, and don't you know all would remain a scene,

Of petals fallen and leaves of their company sorrowfully deprived!"

--Li Qingzhao

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