Li-niang put down her brush and told her maid:"Call the servant-boy quietly,Spring Fragrance,and tell him to take this painting to the mounting shop.See that they mount it well.We shall enjoy it in the chamber where no one else will see it."Again Li-niang could not refrain from tears.She lowered her head in thought:"Though I am still pretty as a flower and my loveliness is fresh as spring itself,I am wasting my youth as time slips away."
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