When I wake up from a dream, I am frightened by butterflies, but I don't know where I am or where my heart is. Who makes Huan Yi's three tricks and breaks the dream through the green window? The new moon and sad smoke fill the sky over the river. I want to go but still don't want to go, tomorrow the sun will set and the flowers will fall. The flying catkins send the boat off, and the water flows eastward.