Listening to the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart, and the night was already deep.
2. Original: "Hairpin Phoenix Shi Feng Qingbo"
Author Tang Wan, Song Dynasty.
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
3. Translation:
The world is cold, human feelings are sinister, it rains at dusk, hitting peach blossoms. The morning breeze blew dry, and the tears of last night, when I want to write down my thoughts, I can only lean on the diagonal and call you in the distance from my heart; Talking to yourself in a low voice, I hope you can hear me. Difficult, difficult, difficult, we are so close at hand, this time is different, I am seriously ill, just like Qiu Qiansuo. Listening to the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart, and the night was already deep. Afraid of being asked, I held back my tears and forced a smile in front of others. Hide, hide, hide!