In Harmony with Kao "The Second" Ch'i's Poem "On Hearing a P'i-p'a Played Next Door"

Springtime of low walls and flowery darkness:
sounds of a p'i-p'a from the neighbor's house!
She plucks faster now — this must be a new tune;
now puts down her plectrum, as if waiting for someone...
If I could see her, I think I'd fall in love;
even hearing her music, I feel close to her!
Heart-breaking, the sadness in these notes:
how could words have expressed it so well!
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Hs├╝ Pen
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