Note 16 — Chapter VII · THE FESTIVAL OF RED LEAVES
Arthur Waley translation
An old folk-song the refrain of which is ‘At the melon-hoeing he said he loved me and what am I to do, what am I to do?’
Arthur Waley translation
An old folk-song the refrain of which is ‘At the melon-hoeing he said he loved me and what am I to do, what am I to do?’