君自故鄉來，應知故鄉事。 來日綺窗前，寒梅著花未？ - Wang Wei

You have come from my home,
So you must know about things at home.
On the day you left—in front of my open-work window,
Had the winter plum opened into blossom yet?

I have just seen you go down the mountain.
I close the wicker gate in the setting sun.
The grass will be green again in coming spring,
But will the wanderer ever return?

Red beans come from Southern country,
Few blossoms on vines when Spring comes.
For my sake please pick many of them,
They are the best symbol of true love.