The "Plum-Blossom" Concubine Writes to the Emperor Ming Huang

I have painted my eyebrows like willow-leaves to delight you.
I have painted them like cassia-leaves to attract your fancy.

Now the leaves of all the trees have fallen,

And snow hisses from the sky.

My Lord,

Could you look in this mirror,
You would see

My face, white as heaped snow,
My lips, red as a sunset

Between peaks of ice.