Wandering into a forbidden place by mistake, you get a unique opportunity.
A gourd of wine per person, free in the world.
Don't envy mandarin ducks, don't envy immortals,
I just want to lie drunk on the green hills and look at the clouds and smoke with a smile.
When the wind blows, the sword points to the sky,
Where the moon sets, my heart follows the flowing water.
There is no need to linger on the drunken dream of the mortal world.
Being in the mundane world, there is no limit to freedom.
