The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night,
More blowing down, the stars are like rain.
BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flutters,
The light of the jade pot turns,
A night of fish and dragon dance.
E'er snow willow golden strands,
The laughter is full of fragrance.
People searched for him thousands of times,
Looking back suddenly,
But that person is there,
A dimly lit place.