Fragrance
--Chen Kwei 

In a night of snow-storm
The plum-tree blossoms.
Night deep, no men appearing,
The solitary fragrance
Enjoys itself.

Solitude
--Chen Kwei 

Alone into this world you have come;
Alone from it you are to depart,
Be content with Solitude.
Make of her your friend,
Woo her for your dear companion.