---Liu Yong

Alone I lean against the parapet of a high tower in a gentle breeze,
Gazing into the distance where the grief of separation
Looms on the horizon.
Amidst the grass and hills shimmering in the setting sun,
No one can fathom the inquietude of my mide.

I tried to drown my sorrows in wine and song;
And fored myself to drink to oblivion but I am empty still
My clothes hang loose on my emaciated body
But regrets I have none, it is because of her.

凤栖梧
---柳永

伫倚危楼风细细。望极春愁，黯黯生天际。
草色烟光残照里。无言谁会凭阑意？
拟把疏狂图一醉。对酒当歌，强乐还无味。
衣带渐宽终不悔。为伊消得人憔悴。