On an autumn night in Songshan Mountain, looking at the bright moon in the sky, I suddenly missed my beautiful lady far away. The feeling of separation can be vaguely traced, but the depth of longing is as deep and long as a dream. Sauvignon Blanc, longing for each other. My she, where are you now? Have you ever felt how much I miss you? I have been wasting my youth for a long time because of my attachment to you. Then when will I be able to find the trace of my beloved? Now I seek fame and fame, but I only want to light red candles and pour fine wine to spend this life with you when I can accomplish great things.