Lanhuamei, selected from “The Stirring Zither” from The Jade Hairpin

（唱）月明云淡露華濃，

欹枕愁聽四壁蛩。

傷秋宋玉賦西風(fēng)。

落葉驚殘夢(mèng)。

（白）小生對(duì)此溶溶夜月，悄悄閑庭，背井離鄉(xiāng)，孤衾獨(dú)枕，好生煩悶。不免到白云樓下閑步一回，多少是好。

（唱）月明云淡露華濃，

欹枕愁聽四壁蛩。

傷秋宋玉賦西風(fēng)。

落葉驚殘夢(mèng)。

(Sing) The moon shines brightly, the clouds few, and the flowers moist with dew.

Sleepless, melancholy, I listen to the cricket’s call.

The autumn wind has inspired great elegies.

The leaves fall, and I am awakened from my drowsy reverie.

(Narrate) In the vastness of the moonlight, I stand alone in the tranquil courtyard. Far away from my home, I sleep alone. What misery! Ah@ Why don’t I take a walk by the White Cloud Pavilion? Indeed a good idea.

(Sing) The moon shines brightly, the clouds few, and the flowers moist with dew.

Sleepless, melancholy, I listen to the cricket’s call.

The autumn wind has inspired great elegies.

The leaves fall, and I am awakened from my drowsy reverie.