The Gold-threaded Robe by Tu Ch’iu-niang

Covet not a gold-threaded robe,
Cherish only your young days!
If a bud open, gather it—
Lest you but wait for an empty bough.

translated by Witter Bynner & Kiang Kang-hu

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