Disturbed by what she had seen,Li-niang took a rest on her couch.She mused:"Ah,Heaven!Spring yearnings are hard to bear indeed,and in secret I long for a lover.But as the daughter of a prominent family,already sixteen years old,a marriage will be arranged for me,and soon the flower of my youth will be wasted.No one knows the languor I feel,and I blush to think of my dreams.Spring and youth are slipping away,but to whom can I tell my sorrow?I can only appeal to Heaven."
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