Morning Dew and Tears, Forest Silence, Sorrowful Song

Evening rain, delicate and melancholic, evokes regret; solitary and serene Qingming Festival.
Plum blossoms and snow fall, the body feels light.
Morning traces of tears, the forest is quiet, sorrowful song rings out.

Farewell words, deep sadness, questioning; cold wind, old dreams, who listens?
Wailing crow evokes sorrow and complaints.
Wasted years, intoxicated by the night, heartbroken, cherishing you.

——20.02.17.1644