The one unnamed- Li Shangyin It is difficult to meet and hard to part; The east wind is to weak to revive flowers dead. Spring silk worm till its death spins from lovesick heart; A candle but when burned up has no tears to shed. At dawn I’m grieved to think your mirrored hair turns grey: At night you would feel cold white while I crone by moonlight. To the three Fairy Mountains it’s not a long way. Would the blue birds oft fly to see you on the height? The seal is the artist’s seal to signify its originality and the calligraphy explains the story of the painting. The paint cloth is made of delicate rice paper that has been specially chosen for its artistic use. After painting, the picture is mounted and dried on to a special backed paper that is used to strengthen the product and adds to its longevity.