First written Revision
《鵲橋仙》
未消尺素，自珍故物，紙上尋常字句。
柔荑傷處竟唇濡，經年後、還留幾許。
聞人道好，隨人道好，瓦釜雷鳴何故。
逢君仍問近來安，說罷了、回身讓路。
To the tune of Queqiaoxian
No need for letters; I treasure the old things. On the paper, only ordinary words.
Yet lips moistened the wound on a tender hand; years later, how much remains?
Hearing others call it good, I call it good too. Why does the earthen pot thunder?
Meeting you, I still ask how you have been; when the words are done, I turn and make way.