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驿外断桥边

寂寞开无主

已是黄昏独自愁

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无意苦争春

一任群芳妒

零落成泥碾作尘

只有香如故

Beside the broken bridge

and Outside the post house

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

Beside the broken bridge

and Outside the post house

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

驿外断桥边

寂寞开无主

已是黄昏独自愁

更著风和雨