The flowers are as beautiful as yesterday,
The vast sea has long since turned into mulberry fields.
Loyalty is delicious at the beginning of life.
Stop and look back, where is the return shore?
In the busy world,
Disturbed and troubled, the mind cannot become Zen.
The peach garden of the past is hard to end.
Love, hate, hatred, the setting sun reflects the wet clothes.
A glass of wine,
Lift your cup to the moon,
An old friend is waiting for his old friend.