How Can I Rid My Mind of Her
Liu Bannong

Light cloud drift above in the sky,
over the land wafts a light breeze.
The light breeze stirs my hair,
how can I rid my mind of her?

Moonlight loves the sea,
the sea delights in the moonlight.
On such a silvery night, sweet as honey,
how can I rid my mind of her?

Fallen blossoms slowly drift across the waters
as fish swim in their depths.
Swallow, what are you saying?
How can I rid my mind of her?

Withered trees shake in the cold wind,
while a grass fire burns at dust.
Sparse sunset clouds linger in the western sky,
how can I rid my mind of her?