When spring has come to southern bower,
春到南楼雪尽?
Snow melts away.
惊动灯期花信。
It heralds Festival of Flowers
小雨一番寒，
And Lantern Day.
倚阑干。
But a fine rain
莫把阑干频倚，
Brings back the chill again.
一望几重烟水。
I lean upon the rail.
何处是京华？
Don’t oft lean there! Of what avail?
暮云遮。