A Poem

相见时难别亦难，东风无力百花残。
People mountain people sea, we hard to meet and hard to separate;
The spring was drifting away, and the flowers were fade away.

春蚕到死丝方尽，蜡炬成灰泪始干。
Silkworm would be die when it had run out of silk, candle would be gray when it's tears had dried.

晓镜但愁云鬓改，夜吟应觉月光寒。
Depressed to find that my hair was not as good as before in the mirror,
Cold in the moonlight when I was missing you.

蓬山此去无多路，青鸟殷勤为探看。
PEN mountain they said was not far from here, I wanted to ask the blue bird to visit them frequently substituting for me.
(It is said that there are loved people who can live together happily on the PEN mountain.

Blue bird is a cute immortal.)