(56) Washing My Hands
水上盥手
Gao Qi (1336-1374)
高启
I love spring water where I wash my hand;
盥手爱春水,
Its fragrant hue should dye both hands in green.
水香手应绿。
Its wavelets rise and fall towards the land;
沄沄细浪起,
The startled fish hide themselves deep, unseen.
杳杳惊鱼伏。
Melancholy, I sit down on the sand.
怊怅坐沙边,
How can I scoop up floating petals clean?
流花去难掬。