Convalescence Tom Sharp

Frost is scattered around Jiayou temple like gray hair draped over my pillow. I’m enjoying my convalescence, so the monk rings the five o’clock bell gently.

纵笔 苏轼

白头萧散满霜风，小阁藤床寄病容。 报道先生春睡美，道人轻打五更钟。