Haojiejie, selected from “A Garden Stroll” from The Peony Pavilion
（唱）遍青山，啼红了杜鹃，
那荼蘼外烟丝醉软。
那牡丹虽好，他春归怎占的先。
闲凝眄，（呃）生生燕语明如翦，
听呖呖莺声溜的圆。
(Sing) On Verdant Hill, the azaleas bloom blood-red,
and beyond the reeds, misty tendrils softly curl.
Though the peony is lovely, when spring passes, why must she wither first?
I gaze far away, listening to the swallows’ cries, crisp and clear,
and the warbler’s song, its round, lingering tone.