So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry. Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring,
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window.
Flying egrets, floating geese.
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry. Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring,
Acacia and red beans,
Snow in Wu Shan.
Border troops, returning home.
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry. Tang poetry is telling me like an ancestor.