A Luan song blows the spring water of several houses
A crane dance breaks whose mountains and rivers
She met him in the warm spring and the flowers bloomed, and got to know each other at Yinque Yaotai
And then fell in love in the war-torn times
So this love was finally buried by the wind and snow
The woman stepped on the moon and came, her voice was like broken jade.
She said to him: "I can endure it, but I can't survive."