李白

春思

燕草如碧丝， 秦桑低绿枝；

当君怀归日， 是妾断肠时。

春风不相识， 何事入罗帏？

Five-character-ancient-verse

Li Bai

IN SPRING

Your grasses up north are as blue as jade,

Our mulberries here curve green-threaded branches；

And at last you think of returning home,

Now when my heart is almost broken……

O breeze of the spring, since I dare not know you,

Why part the silk curtains by my bed？