Ai yun ai kong re Guo Luo yi
Did the soul of money worship the mountain by mistake?
Jade brushed the brothel with flowery clothes.
I paid a high price for it,
Love makes Qionghua loose green stripes.
Chiba radio frequency is uniform,
Floating boats and flocks of seagulls.
My willow got my son drunk,
Love would rather not remember my home.
Not as noble as before,
Yu Guidan, turn to sparse.
I dream of following you to Wan Li,
I remember lovesickness before flowers.
Love is pure, it is rain,
Guo woman smiled and opened her lips.
Moistening things quietly, ashamed of bloom,
Yu Zhen seldom keeps her heart.