Untitled br By Poet Li Shangyin br Translated by Laijon Liu br br It’s difficult to meet, yet difficult to part br The east wind weakens, all flowers fade br Silkworm to death, gives out its last thread br Candle burns to ashes, its tear shall cease br In dawn mirror we’re sad, our hair all gray br At night we sing, the moonlight is so chill br From here to Immortal Peak, a few roads br Blue bird ardently flies, trying to get there br br -