1887年製作 閲覧数:1209
Wang Changling. A poem by Wang Changling, "The night is still and a hundred flowers are fragrant in the western palace. She orders the screen to be rolled up, regretting the passing of spring with the Yunhe across her lap. She gazes at the moon, the colors of the trees are hazy in the indistinct moonlight." No. 54 in the ukiyo-e print series One Hundred Aspects of the Moon. / 月岡芳年
