Memory in summer night
This flower has done blooming for last time,
Looking through foggy window for past memory farside,
A nightingale has sung three hundreds times,
Thinking of your rosy cheeks and tears in eyes.
夏夜记忆
花开这季无下季
窗外雾浓忆往事
夜莺已唱三百首
亦盼脸红泪盈时