Everything is dependent, without cause or effect, without fate or destiny.
In this world, no one has ever been sorry to anyone, and no one has let anyone down.
There is only mist in the rivers and lakes, and tragic youth, which has passed and is gone.
So look back again
Do you want to be together, the one who wanders the rivers and lakes in bright clothes and angry horses?
But it was nowhere to be found.
How much hatred came back to me in my dream last night
Hua Liang whispers and the two swallows are frightened and left with dreams
The morning bell rings on the moonlit river
The previous dream is blurred and faded away, the sound of waves
The sound of the flute makes spring pass quickly