TUNE: COURTYARD FULL OF FRAGRANCEA belt of clouds girds mountains high,And withered grass spreads to the sky.

The painted horn at the watchtower blows.

Before my boat sails up,Let’s drink a farewell cup.

How many things which I recall of bygone days,One and all, all and one,Are lost in mist and haze!

Above the setting sunI see but dots of crows;Around a lonely village water flows.

I’d call to mind the soul-consuming hoursWhen I took off her perfume purse unseen,And loosened her silk girdle in her bower.

All this has merely won me in the Mansion GreenThe name of a fickle lover.

Now I’m a rover,O when can I see her again?

My tears are shed in vain;In vain they wet my sleeves.

It grievesMy heart to find her bower out of sight,Lost at dusk in city light.

满庭芳山抹微云，天粘衰草，画角声断谯门。

暂停征棹，聊共饮离尊。

多少蓬莱旧事，空回首，烟霭纷纷。

斜阳外，寒鸦数点，流水绕孤村。

销魂，当此际，香囊暗解，罗带轻分。

谩赢得青楼，薄倖名存。

此去何时见也，襟袖上，空惹啼痕。

伤情处，高楼望断，灯火已黄昏。

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