本帖最后由 youxiaxiaolala 于 2010-12-16 07:57 编辑
read the poem carefully and then translate it or write down your feeling to gain the score
The Beautiful Lady Yu
When will there be no more moon and spring flowers For me who had so many memorable hours? My attic which last night in vernal wind did stand Reminds cruelly of the lost moonlit land. Carved balustrades and marble steps must still be there, But rosy faces cannot be as fair. If you ask me how much my sorrow has increased, Just see the over brimming river flowing east!
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