"The May wind blows on the flowers,
The blossoming flowers reveal their fragrance.
If the flowers do have knowledge,
Understand the vicissitudes of the sea of people.
It should bow its head and cry till its liver and intestines are broken,
The May wind blows on the trees.
The birds on the branches sing,
What if the birds are aware.
Understand the ebb and flow of the sun and the moon,
It should take a breath and hide in shame.
The wind of May blows in the sky,
The blossoming clouds are golden in color,
What if Yun'er is aware.
Understand the rise and fall of the world.
It should turn around and leave this place..."