With one word, you can ride your horse across the country and never regret it.
While sighing at the beauty of falling flowers, I sing a cup of music.
Who will you be obsessed with for three years?
April's silver light dances in ecstasy.
Looking at the autumn water from the five pavilions,
Six green lanterns in the cold west chamber.
Seven songs of love bring back memories,
Silence is like a dream that always follows you.
Dreaming back at midnight;
Alluring beauty,
No deception.