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？