Jianghu, dynasty, world
It's the singing and dancing of lakes and mountains, doing everything at ease
It's gratitude, resentment, and sorrow, endless
Or
At that time, the ways were different and there was no mutual agreement.
When we meet at this time, we smile and disappear our sorrows
Drunken sleeves caress the dangerous fence, the clouds are clear and the sky is leisurely
Looking back at the red sunset, it should be the mountains and fields