昨夜裙帶解， Last evening my skirt was loosening;

今朝蟢子飛。 This morning the spiders were flying. 

鉛華不可棄，  I must make up with a little rouge,

莫是藁砧歸。  for my hubby may be on his homecoming.

PS To me, this romantic poem pales by comparison with Li Qingzhao’s "醜奴兒" https://classic-blog.udn.com/kkuo0810/132489863