Here you will find the Poem A Friend Sends Her Perfumed Carriage of poet Li Ching Chao
A friend sends her perfumed carriage And high-bred horses to fetch me. I decline the invitation of My old poetry and wine companion. I remember the happy days in the lost capital. We took our ease in the woman's quarters. The Feast of Lanterns was elaborately celebrated - Folded pendants, emerald hairpins, brocaded girdles, New sashes - we competed To see who was most smartly dressed. Now I am withering away, Wind-blown hair, frost temples. I prefer to stay beyond the curtains, And listen to talk and laughter I can no longer share.