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Phoenix Hairpin - Red, Delicate Hands Lu You (Song Dynasty) Red, delicate hands, yellow wine, spring colors fill the city, willows line the palace walls. The east wind is cruel, joy is fleeting. A heart full of sorrow, years of separation. Wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring remains the same, but I am thin and frail, tears staining my red handkerchief. Peach blossoms fall, the pavilion by the idle pond. Our vows remain, but letters are hard to send. No, no, no!