Time buries sections of the immortal past in its tears. And the young man will eventually hold a long pole, pursue his dreams, and disturb the scenery along the way in the boat. And Yi An, for one person in this life, you have left your unparalleled grace in this world, leaving me with lingering ancient feelings. Standing by the river, remembering you, I will spend my time wandering in your eternity. The remaining Sanskrit sounds are absorbed into my heart and soul, and the falling red is the tears of the wind, crying in my ears about the mist and clouds left behind in this earthly world. The clear waves are rippling in the middle of the lake, but it is difficult for the water to rejoice. I was so fascinated and drunk that I fell asleep. Yi An. With the long skirt and ribbons sweeping the floor, I saw your figure coming...