作者：佚名
Beauty rolled bead curtain waiting, always sat with her brows tightly locking.
Just to see her tears wet two full cheeks, does not know she is love or hate yourself.
美人卷珠帘，深坐颦蛾眉。(颦蛾眉 一作：蹙)
但见泪痕湿，不知心恨谁。
