a poor me

i may not have a mansion, i haven't any land
not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand
but i can show you morning on a thousand hills
and kiss you and give you seven daffodils

i do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things
but i can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings
and i can show you morning on a thousand hills
and kiss you and give you seven daffodils

o. seven golden daffodils, all shining in the sun
to light our way to evening, when our day is done
and i will give you music, and a crust of bread
(and) a pillow of piny boughs to rest your head

(lyric from Seven Golden Daffodils by The Brothers Four)

the bamboo adobe

竹    里    館
zhu li guan

獨    坐    幽    篁    裡
du zuo you huang li
彈    琴    復    長    嘯
tan(dan) qin fu chang xiao
深    林    人    不    知
shen lin ren bu zhi
明    月    來    相    照
ming yue lai xiang zhao

王    維
Wang Wei