You are like clouds in the sky, and Nong is like a bird in the clouds, accompanying each other, reflecting the sun and bathing in the wind. The king is like the water in the lake, and the peasant is like the flower in the water, loving each other, bathing in the moon and making shadows. Why do we gather and disperse in this world? Why do we have joys and sorrows in this world? I hope to stay with you forever and not to be a fleeting thing.