春風不解多情種     冬雨難溶冰凍土

曉樓新月霧茫茫     疊扇題詩遙相送

風華露濃兩不怨     一撇一吶千呼喚

七星拱月指北杓     雲散物移情不滅

~ 二月 ~

Old saying, beauties all died young, 
a wind cut swing to the top of the cloud.

The lonely vallege and old songs  show shadow, 
a body without wings and fly would be like smoke.

Under the bright moon I toast drink to you, lives after lives,
now that I finally meet you.

Snow blew wind against the willowbank piere,
sunset breeze hope your deep feeling.

... Winter rain ....