The cherry blossoms are passing away, the snow is falling, the dust of the past life, the wind of this life, the majestic moonlight, the spirit of the music are fleeting. For my freedom, I am willing to destroy the imperial court. Behind my love is despair and tragedy. The invisible mirror is just the smoke and cloud between my fingers. The petals blown by the wind are like the moon. The fleeting years of drunkenness, the hustle and bustle of the world, the bright worldly happiness, such as the magnificent city behind the clear stream, the swaying phantom on the water in front, the sad passing of cherry blossoms, the falling of heavy snow, who is the passer-by of fate, who is the wheel of life, the dust of the past life, the wind of this life, the endless sad soul