Green gauze skirt, white feather fan
The pearl curtain is open and the moon is full
Long drive the red fire into the bead curtain
The infinite desert looks like fog but not fog, looks like smoke but not smoke
Quiet night thoughts cannot be driven away
The sound of the wind shatters the shadows of candles
When lovesickness is strong, the heart becomes weak
One day, green light shines into the crystal chain
The meaning is lingering, and the heart is full of lovesickness.
The fingers are delicate and the heart is full of twists and turns.
A good night is always short, I only hate that my black hair is long
Long black hair, many companions, sit and watch the moon in the sky