The new moon is full of beauty, what can I do?
Iron horses and golden swords, eternal rivers, at the end of the song people die and fall with the wind.
What can I do? My heart is broken and I want to sing:
The strong wind dances wildly,
The long roar is like a Hong,
The Zen language is speechless and the heart is finally calm,
The solo dance stopped, the smoke waves stopped, and the tears fell silently.