I remember the time of my life. Moonlight and clear silk make it a good day and a good night. There are green trees on the Qiong steps, and the chilling wind whispers. The love has been severed, and the vows have been made.
Mo Yan, how sad it is to say goodbye. Yesterday's love flowed away like water. It's a shame to have tears streaming down my face today. My heart is empty, carrying lost words.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, both places are nowhere to be seen.