Listening to the intricate strings of the brocade harp, I think about the past events of my youth. The sounds are complicated and my thoughts are chaotic, and I feel so sad that it's hard to express.
A smile can defeat a lifetime,
One tear can pay off a person.
One person's flowers bloom, another person's flowers fall,
From beginning to end in these years, no one asked.
That year he was famous all over the world, and he was also very high-spirited.
Now he has black hair and white hair, and he is no longer around him.
The king becomes the king and the bandits lose, that's what happens in the world.