Sigh for your reputation as the ruler of Sanjiang,
Smile about the wealth and glory that you have worked so hard for,
Sing a song about your young man in white,
Play a song of lying on the cow and beating the horse without restraint,
Dreaming about your young master Wen Yu wandering around the world all night long,
Cherish that once you have no desires and no pursuits, you are at home all over the world.
I can see the intrigue hidden in your smile,
Thinking about the peach blossoms that you will attract from all over the country.