Welcome the present and send off the past,
Sighing at the spring flowers and autumn moon,
As promised every year,
Things change, stars change, personnel change,
How much tossing and falling.
The family has a lot of money,
A good and suave man,
Got it but had no support.
The wine in the white jade pot is warm,
The passion is as crazy as yesterday,
A false dream in the world,
It's such a joy to see through,
The cold wind wakes up the dreamer,
Can't bear to look back and do it again...
A long time ago, I thought that this little poem I heard was a portrayal of another poor person. I didn't expect that after all the ups and downs, where would a ghost that strayed into another world go? Is that man who promises to see each other every year my whole heart? And why do I feel so heartbroken when I sing this little poem?