春晓
孟浩然
春眠不觉晓， 处处闻啼鸟。
夜来风雨声， 花落知多少。
a spring morning
meng haoran
i awake light-hearted this morning of spring,
everywhere round me the singing of birds --
but now i remember the night, the storm,
and i wonder how many blossoms were broken.