"Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake"
Who is a lake for? It makes waves
For whom is a cup of tea unwilling to cool down?
The city was filled with frost when you came, just like the old days
The geese pass by the water, and the south wind is cool
Who is the snow on the broken bridge for? It's still the same as before
For whom will a person never forget?
The setting sun that was all over the ground when I came dissipated in the blink of an eye.
I can't take it away. There is a piece of moonlight on the sleeve of my blue shirt.
A lake
alone
a past
Get drunk in a pavilion
No talking about meeting and leaving
Life is like a river and a lake, a moment of pleasure
If there is no golden wine
Why not borrow a cup of lake water?
How many scenes of drunken life and dream can we have?
There is no need to talk about separation and separation, joys and sorrows
If you live like flying flowers, why should you break your heart?
What night will this evening be? Don't bother thinking about it.
After we say goodbye, I feel confused again