I asked the soul of the passer-by, I saw the passer-by, but I didn't even remember the name.
She lifted up her gorgeous palace skirt and stepped step by step on the night bamboo forest road.
Mud dust splashed on the exquisite embroidered shoes. She lowered her head, not knowing whether she was looking at the shoes, the road, or looking for something.
She suddenly caught a glimpse of the bright firelight in the distance,
She saw night, moonlight, and a lonely grave,
She finally found him.