Happy reunion with a pot of turbid wine,
Sleeves full of flowers, dreams of yellow beams,
The world is a joke.
A pot of yellow rice dreams, half a life is gone with the wind.
A flowery sleeve chants, but the rest of life is boring.
Huang Liang's dream is filled with sorrow and separation, but the big dream is one that will be forgotten in a lifetime.
He and she met in a pot of yellow rice,
Since then it has been like falling into a dream,
I wish I could stay drunk forever.