A bright moon over a river brings the fleeting years together
A bright moon over a river brings the fleeting years together,
Looking at a foreign land in the distance brings tears to my eyes.
Lifting a bottle to greedily drink a jar of wine,
In dreams, we complain about our separation.
Quietly blowing clouds bid farewell to the old mountain,
A bright moon over the river sends the passing years away.
After ten years of old friends getting together rarely,
I can remember sitting and watching Feilai Fountain.
Autumn comes and I love the wide water and clouds.
The gull beach is full of reed flowers and maple leaves.
The bright moon on the river brings the passing year,
I imagine that the people of Chaimen are still awake.
The water pavilion and the flower pavilion are beautiful,
The wild pavilion fills the empty mountain at dusk.
Always call the swan geese as messengers,
A bright moon on the river brings the passing year.