The Beauty of
the Yue Maiden
With new attire and freshened grace,
The Yue maiden gazes at her face,
Aware her beauty is beyond
compare,
Lost in thought, she tucks her
hair.
Though costly silks may have their worth,
No match for the value of her
song,
With a melody that can move the
earth,
Worth more than any treasures
long.
The Yue maiden, a sight to behold,
Her radiance shines like purest
gold. |