An Impromptu Verse Written in Exile
纵 笔
Dishevelled white hair flows in the wind like frost spread,
白头萧散满霜风,
In my small study I lie ill in a wicker bed.
小阁藤床寄病容。
Knowing that I am sleeping a sweet sleep in spring,
报道先生春睡美,
The Taoist priest takes care morning bells softly ring.
道人轻打五更钟。