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The painted screen looked chilly in flickering light from the silver candle,
while a royal maid unwittingly waved the silken fan to catch passing fireflies.
Sitting on the stone steps of palace alone in this cold, cold night,
she beheld the two lonesome stars always keeping each other at a long distance.
PS Now is Autumn and Mid-Autumn Festival is nearing. Also I would like to share with you my previous translation 秋夜吟 again at http://blog.udn.com/kkuo0810/8606863
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