Seeing a guest come, she feels shy;
Her stockings coming down, away she tries to fly.
Her hairpin drops;
She never stops
But to look back.
She leans against the door,
Pretending to sniff at mume blossoms once more. (Li Qingzhao)

Seeing a guest come, she feels shy; Her stockings coming down, away she tries to fly. Her hairpin drops; She never stops But to look back. She leans against the door, Pretending to sniff at mume blossoms once more.

Li Qingzhao

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