I always have no money to live up to the beauty in the alley.

Sitting alone, listening to the running water, wet with tears, thinking about my hometown.

It means that the poet sits alone in the quiet bamboo forest, listening to the gurgling sound of running water and thinking about his hometown and relatives. Feeling lonely and sad, his clothes were wet with tears. This poem expresses the poet's yearning for his hometown and relatives, as well as the anguish and helplessness of wandering in a foreign land and penniless.