The concubine rides on an oil-walled chariot, and the man rides on a green horse. Where can we unite as one, under the pines and cypresses of Xiling.
Who in history sighs for a lake with clear springs and a bright moon in its heart?
I was born in Xiling, died in Xiling, and was buried in Xiling. Am I the one who lives up to my lifelong love of landscapes? A famous prostitute is just a title. Although the plum blossoms are proud, how can they dare to resist the cold spring?
Even if there are thousands of kalpas in this life, I will never think about my beloved, but the kalpas will be the same.
A famous prostitute in the Southern Qi Dynasty, a prince, a scholar, and the son of a prime minister; is it history or a mirror image?
Only pines and cypresses laugh at the world of mortals.