Watching the snow falling on the sway, the Cangshan Mountain hides the Zhugzi, suddenly your life has become unruly.
I don't know that the peach blossoms have fallen and the snow will fade; I don't know that the sleeves have become wet and the tea has been added. I only know that the night on the jade steps is as cold as water.
Competing with deer to fold flowers, mountain pillows with leaning branches.
Sing all the flowers in the mountains and sleep under them, sleep all the guests from far away in the world.
I ask you to kneel down the nine or nine steps and kowtow hundreds of times. What do you ask for?
Ask for what you ask for, and ask for it without regret.
Take what you ask for. Take something, take something, take something but regret it.
Where he is, there are flowers on his eyebrows and snow has fallen.
Wangchuan River, Sansheng Stone, Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road, where is the way back?
After drinking this cup of tea, go and atone for your sins——
Intention: With the world in mind.
