Daiyu Burying Flowers · Canon
After Grain in Ear the flowers in the garden drop fast. Lin Daiyu carries a hoe, her silk bag full of fallen red, and has dug a small flower grave on the slope. Wind through bamboo; she recites low: Flowers fade, flowers fly, flowers fill the sky... In the shade Jia Baoyu has stopped, even his breath careful. This moment can stay a burial alone, or let him step out -- in the original they meet, and still do not say it all.