希望逸老不要介意.哪位同學知道該怎樣讀詩,希望不吝賜教.
The flame of the candle sways in the pale moonlight;
The cool wind permeates her thin dress.
Autumn intrudes and her shadow gets meager;
Frost dyes the chrysanthemum so fat
As she's sadly gone, the quilts are left cold.
And cuckoo's cry sounds so sorrowful.
Since the gloomy road to Hades discontinued,
Where does her sweet ghost return to?