First written
《臨江仙》
簾影幾宵長共話，露痕初濕闌干。
言猶未了息先安。
夢深渾不覺，月上夜將殘。
他日重簾垂到地，垂來一似從前。
手臨燈畔數迴旋。
明朝風或緊，窗且掩周全。
To the tune of Linjiangxian
Shadow of the curtain, several nights of long talk;
the first dew wetting the rail.
The words not finished — the breathing settled first.
Deep in dream, knowing nothing;
the moon up, the night nearly gone.
Some other day the heavy curtain will fall to the floor,
fall exactly as it did before.
A hand beside the lamp, turning a few times.
Tomorrow the wind may blow hard;
for now, shut the window well.