Who knows how ruthless women in the world of mortals are?
The fragrance corrodes the bones, who dares to give his sincerity
The world is ever-changing, but who can keep it forever?
The rain is hitting the banana trees, the woman is in the east window building, who is waiting for her with all her heart?
Floating color and fragrance, ringing tone is confusing
A red-sleeved dance, the sound moves everywhere
Whose eyes have been fascinated, whose hearts have been touched?
Generals, ministers, princes, common people
Fighting swords in the rivers and lakes, enjoying life
The subtle fragrance floats, showing off the red sleeves