I don't understand it myself —
for some time now I've stopped writing poems!
Could I have lost the " brush of Magistrate Chiang? "
Or could the " shuttle of Master Hsieh " have broken my teeth?
Feelings for the moon? As heavy as wine!
Love for the flowers? Overflows like waves!
Spirit of poetry, quickly, come back!
Don't let the spring go by without any poems.