With a smile, I draw open the curtain embroidered with lotus flowers. I lean
toward a treasure duck 2 supporting my cheek. My shy glance
immediately inspires hopeful curiosity.
A face full of emotions possesses special charm. I express my most intimate
feelings in a letter of yearning. When the moonlight moves shadows of blossoms,
I invite you to come again.
1
This poem describes how Li feels in her boudoir.
2
"Treasure duck" refers to the shape of an incense burner.