如夢令
昨夜雨疏風驟，
濃睡不消殘酒。
試問捲簾人，
卻道“海棠依舊”。
知否，知否？
應是綠肥紅瘦。
Last night the strong wind blew with a rain fine；
Sound sleep did not dispel the aftertaste of wine.
I ask the maid rolling up the screen.
“The same crab apple，”says she，“can be seen.”
“But don‘t you know，
Oh，don‘t you know
The red should languish and the green should grow？“