Li Duan
The stars are sparse when sinks the moon before daybreak;
The lonely lamplight not yet quenched, she lies awake.
Not dressed up, opening the door with longing eyes,
She complains of the false news announced by magpies. +1Ipn6pvhDEmDbQnQ+hhyly1YIYVp8sSn1js97aNLF9yq3VqLZ3QL+912OG3OZET