The sword shadow is chaotic, the night is slightly cool, the water waves shine on the moon, and the flowers are clear in Fei Ying. Idiots say that dreams accompany the usual. Drunk as the horizon of the night, several times wandering, several times sad, is confused, is self-thinking, how can I complain? If the dream is drifting away, yes or no, I just come to get drunk and won't go into reincarnation and turn into dust and ashes.
The east fence is falling, flowers come and go, who sighs; Like autumn, frost covers the face and reflects,
Look at thousands of snow; Like acacia, another year. Where is the return date? I dreamed of Wan Li intermittently for thousands of years.
Past, past! Meet again, don't look back; I have to watch the scenery with a smile when it rains in Mao Mao.