Meet you.
Nan Tang Li Yu
Go to the west wing without saying a word,
The moon is like a hook,
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Keep cutting,
The reason is still confusing,
It's sadness,
It's not just the general taste.
Translation:
Silent and lonely, I slowly boarded the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.
It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.
Precautions:
Lock clear autumn: deeply covered by autumn colors. Clear autumn, a late autumn.
Cut: a headland. Sorrow: refers to the worry of going to the country. Extraordinary: There is another meaning. Don't, don't.