Phoenix Bamboo Forest, bustling with the music of Sheng and Xiao
Who is immaculately dressed?
In front of the Bamboo Chime Pavilion, the bright moon shines alone on the green silk snow
Who is sighing gently?
Back to the snow pond, jade snow is flying and the fragrance is heavy
Who is crying like rain?
Xiaoxiao Muyu, whose thoughts are contaminated by it?
Whose lovesickness is blocked by red walls and blue tiles?
The stars shift, whose fleeting years are buried?
The glory has passed, whose fate is entangled?
Bamboo shadows are mottled, faint fragrance floats, who leans on the railing and weeps alone, dripping red candles until dawn
I linger on the past, my eyes are full of tears, who will let the beauty fade away, my eyes full of lovesickness will turn into flying catkins
Without the fetters of your previous life, would you still step into that bamboo forest?
Without the light and shadow of the sword, would you still pierce my heart?
Asking what love is in the world, the eternity of history has been filled with lamentation
That year, the bamboo forest, the white clothes, and the affectionate look back, time passed by, and the secret that had been sealed for thousands of years was opened.