Drunk Among the Flowers

Don't ask any questions!
I'm afraid of questions!

Questions add all the more to my suffering.
The waters of spring are flooding the pond.
Mandarin ducks still seek each other there.

Last night, the rains fell in an icy sleet.
At a time near dawn, it was extremely cold.
I think of him in the frontier guard tower.
No news has come for such a very long time.
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Mao Wen-hsi
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