如梦令 

昨夜雨疏风骤,

浓睡不消残酒。

试问卷帘人,

却道“海棠依旧”。

知否,知否?

应是绿肥红瘦。

Dreamlike song

Last night the strong wind blew with a rain fine;

Sound sleep did not dispel the aftertaste of wine.

I ask the maid rolling up the screen.

"The same crab apple,”says she,“can be seen.”

"But don‘t you know,

Oh,don‘t you know,

The red should languish and the green should grow?"