Song Of The Southern Lass

Song Of The Southern Lass

The waves of Mirror Lake look like moonbeams;
The maiden's dress like snow on waterside.
The rippling dress vies with the rippling stream;
We know not which by which is beautified.

越女词

镜湖水如月
耶溪女如雪
新妆荡新波
光景两奇绝