Mouse-ear 卷耳

Mouse-ear
I pick and pick mouse-ear

But can‘t my basket load.

Sick for my husband dear,

I leave it by the road.

The mountain is too steep

For my thin horse to climb.

I pour wine and drink deep

To kill care for a time.

The mound ahead stands up;

My horse cowers nearby.

I fill my rhino cup

To relieve a sad sigh.

The rock afore stands stout;

My horse sways left and right,

And my servant‘s worn out.

How can I pass my blight?

诗经·周南·卷耳

采采卷耳，

不盈顷筐。

嗟我怀人，

寘彼周行。

陟彼崔嵬，

我马虺隤。

我姑酌彼金罍，

维以不永怀。

陟彼高冈，

我马玄黄。

我姑酌彼兕觥，

维以不永伤。

陟彼砠矣，

我马瘏矣，

我仆痡矣，

云何吁矣。