竹影拂阶，

碧纱漫漫卷。

玉指挑彩云，

犹自几分妆花。

欲寻扬州浣纱人，

环佩远声，

步步摇春，

无烟亦无尘。

《Looking for the person washing clothes》

By Yu Shiyi

Here, the steps seem swept clean by bamboo, and beautiful gauzy curtains furl gently.

Who is it that lifts the colorful clouds with delicate fingers, like ornamental flowers adorning a beauty’s hair?

I search and seek for the laundry maid of Yangzhou, only to hear the distant clinking of jade pendants and catch a glimpse of her graceful figure—a fairy untainted by worldly cares.