Cang He's sword can hold back thousands of miles of frost,
The city is covered with snow all night long,
Who wears white clothes and plum makeup?
Wandering into the sandalwood forest and dyeing your hair fragrant,
Even Buddha can't save the sorrow of another life.
Bodhi flowers bloom all over the palace walls,
Who is the shadow of a pair under the flower?
I can't see the direction of my longing in my dream. Studying new ink,
Write the front edge on the pillow.
There are a few paragraphs and lines written in the book on the pillow.
Pick off a piece of moonlight from thousands of years ago,
Waiting for the Buddha bell to bloom,
Hide your brows deeply,
Then bring out the appearance you know in your memories.
The flowers are quiet and late beside the eucalyptus tree,
The last quarter moon shines on the candle and its shadow is long,
Who fishes in the cold lotus pond
Reminiscing about the past with a glass of wine
Even Buddha can't save the sorrow of another life.
Bodhi flowers bloom all over the palace walls,
Who is the shadow of a pair under the flower?
I can't see the direction of my longing in my dream. Studying new ink,
Write the front edge on the pillow.
There are a few paragraphs and lines written in the book on the pillow.
Pick off a piece of moonlight from thousands of years ago,
Waiting for the Buddha bell to bloom,
Hide your brows deeply,
Then bring out the appearance you know in your memories.
There are a few paragraphs and lines written in the book on the pillow.
Pick off a piece of moonlight from thousands of years ago,
Waiting for the Buddha bell to bloom,
Hide your brows deeply,
Then bring out the appearance you know in your memories.
Recognize my appearance...