The Northern Wind
The northern wind blows and bends the grass,
In the eighth month, the snow falls so fast.But suddenly, a spring breeze
arrives at night,
Pear blossoms bloom on countless trees in sight.
The petals scatter and moisten the silk curtain,
The fox fur is not warm, and the brocade
is uncertain.
The general's horn bow cannot be restrained,
The iron armor of the guards is cold and unchained. |