The Red Bean's Calling

[Enter at your own risk! A melodramatic piece written over a decade ago]

Remembering Qin E: The Red Bean's Call

Unable to contain my feelings before the wedding, I sat awake through the night, and these words finally came to me.

Spring in the south, spring stirs the east wind to anger. The east wind rages, branches bear red beans, and the clepsydra drips through the night.

Lying in your arms, my longing aches; sitting alone, my heart is heavy. A thousand words fill my heart, yet none can be put to paper. Nothing can be written, so I can only grind my inkstone, with half a month until the wedding.

Theme: Treasure the one before you