Green Light Dream

When I was young, time was short, and my dreams circled distant mountains and rivers. My heart is like a cold moon shining in the sky, but in my eyes is the sky. When I wake up, the floating world is long, and the sorrow of separation has filled the boat. Suddenly I feel that the world of mortals moves like water, how sincere can I be? Listening to the wind is full of nostalgia, and being alone in the green mountains is intoxicating.