Her robe is a cloud, her face a flower;
Her balcony, glimmering with the bright spring dew,
Is either the tip of earth's Jade Mountain,
Or a moon-edged roof of paradise.
云想衣裳花想容,春风拂槛露华浓。
若非群玉山头见,会向瑶台月下逢。
若非群玉山头见,会向瑶台月下逢。
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