Whose White Moonlight Are You, Who Is Your Cinnabar Mole?

Whose white moonlight are you, who is your cinnabar mole? When you were young and frivolous, you dreamed, who was your childhood sweetheart, and who was your childhood sweetheart? You come from the far east, you look at the lakeside with singing origami and green willows, confiding in a low voice the grudges and hatreds of this life...