"Looking back at the world, I can't see Chang'an but the dust and mist.
But I will express my affection for old things, and send my hairpin to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces.
But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other.
On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. "
Intention: Long live a thousand years, the song of pepper blossoms
