Song of Divination Ode to the Mume Blossom

Lu You

Beside the broken bridge and outside the post hall

A flower is blooming forlorn.

Saddened by her solitude at nightfall,

By wind and rain she's further torn.

Let other flowers their envy pour!

To spring she lays no claim.

Fallen in mud and ground to dust,she seems no more,

But her fragrance is still the same.