“Shui Diao Ge Tou” — Huang Tingjian


Release date:

2023-06-18

The jade grass is so verdant; spring has entered the Wuling stream. Along the stream, peach blossoms abound, and on the branches, orioles sing.
I long to thread through the blossoms, seeking a path that leads straight into the heart of the white clouds, where my lofty spirit unfurls like a rainbow. Yet I fear that deep among the flowers, crimson dew may dampen my garments.
Seated upon a jade seat, leaning on a jade pillow, I brush the golden zither strings. Where has the exiled immortal gone? No one is here to share with me the white conch-shell cup.
I am the immortal lingzhi herb, not the crimson lips and rosy cheeks—what is the point of a long, echoing cry? Drunk with dance, I descend the mountain; the bright moon follows me home.