The river is far away at sunset, and the wind changes at night
Autumn leaves are turbulent in the water and the moon is scattered, and sparse shadows lean against the window.
The fragrance lingers at the end of the night, and I am tired of looking for flowers.
Worried about the willow moon at night, missing two places to relax
Looking across the east to the flowing water
How gentle can endure the long night, the wind, the ice and the snow
Tears at the sight of flowers are scattered among the drifting flowers
The mountains are full of crying red leaves, let the wind follow
The evening breeze caresses the willows on the shore, the sound of the flute remains, watching the red leaves, dyed with autumn colors
Floating all over the river, thousands of miles of wind and frost
The armrest is lined with jasmine yarn, and I don't feel the rouge wounds.
Tears pouring along the river
Goodbye my king! After all, none of us can look back.
After several reincarnations, who loses?
I don't want to talk about who is right or wrong anymore, I just want to have another three hundred drinks with you.