Can't hold it but can't let it go,
It's you, it's the fleeting time.
Therefore, the seal of Forget City is broken, ghosts are rampant, and troubled times are coming.
At this moment, am I really happy with you or am I just pretending?
With my blood and life, I compose a song of peace in troubled times.
Jiuzhang Ji, when we say farewell, the clouds in Wushan are changing, and the roads are narrow, flowers are numerous, and tired butterflies are roosting.
When I go back, the moon is hidden, the cuckoo sings, and people sigh at night.