The remaining lotus root and bead curtains of the pavilion are broken,
Duckweed wanders in tears for half his life.
The rain hits the west window against the railing,
Look at the countless broken mountains and rivers.
Chasing deer, chasing deer.
Wangxiangtai,
A general fights hundreds of battles,
Is the soul at peace?
Jing Ke may not be a true hero;
Hou Ying lives up to his reputation as a knight-errant.
Young Master still knows how to pity Xizi,
Where can I find a close friend?
Go back, go back.
Does anyone know?
Deep in the mountains and forests,
Where is the way home?