Traditional Chinese ancient poetry on the theme of love, English translation version
Across the Field Creeps Grass
Across the field creeps grass,
On whose blades the dews gleam.
There comes a bonnie lass,
Whose watery eyes beam.
As this beauty I meet,
My heart feels fondly sweet.
Across the field creeps grass,
On whose blades the dews shine.
There comes a bonnie lass,
With eyes clear and brows fine.
As this beauty I meet,
I have a beauteous treat.