Listen carefully and play a song of Xiaoxiang;
Watch as far as the eye can see, and dance to captivate the city.
At sunset and dusk, I lift my sword and ride my horse, the wind blows my clothes and sleeves;
The candles are dripping with tears, and the fragrance of yellow flowers on the temples secretly moves the beauty's face.
Like flowers and beautiful family, like the passing of time, the rest of my life will be wasted without you;
Begonia flowers bloom, red walls and green tiles, who are paired under the flowers.
The past is gone, the eyebrows and eyes are hidden, and who knows that my heart will be cold for the rest of my life;
The paulownia wood guqin has ripples of sound, and the flowers bloom tirelessly without extravagant hopes.