"Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow! Is the greenness of the past still there today? Even if the Zhangtai willow [1] seems to be old and drooping, it should be broken by other people's hands."
"Willow branches, the festival of beauty. I hate to give them away every year. A leaf is blown by the wind and autumn is announced. Even if you come, it will be broken!"