On Seventh Night she came, as previously arranged;
The bamboo curtain of the bedchamber has never since been lifted.
The hare in the Jade Wheel is beginning to grow a soul;
The coral in the iron net has not yet put forth branches.
Give her a magic recipe, and teach her to stay her youth!
Take a piece of phoenix-paper and write down your longings!
The Life of Emperor Wu is plain for all to see:
Do not say that no one in the whole world knows!