An outsider falls into the hustle and bustle. What are you looking for?
A ray of lonely soul steps into the world of mortals. Who is shocked by the opposite side?
The flowers once bloomed, fell into dust, and returned with the moon shining on the clouds.
And look at the clouds rising, all the fame is empty, and the sky is as far as the eye can see.
A flash of light, a twinkling of an eye, the sadness of separation.
The Buddha's bones are filled with sandalwood, and the jade flute breaks the prophecy in an instant.
Zhangtai sings and dances, who cares about the fleeting years.
The rivers and lakes are close at hand, and the clear spring is a dream.
The broken clouds and smoke are light and the feelings are strong.
Ling Xiao left a promise in the past.
The wind is alone at the end of the mountain, leaving only traces of turbidity to look at the clear glow.