Who remembers the moon over the stream and the lingering love?
Who collects the red leaves and collects them for the rest of the world?
Who rolls up the sunset and sweeps away the clear waves and wind?
Who puts on the plum makeup and the fleeting Wangchuan River?
Look at the vast sky and the fragrance around your fingers
Watching the fireworks in the sky, it's cool and bright
——I only want your forehead.