Author: Li Shutong
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine will make you happy, so don't go to Meng Han tonight.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. When will you return this? Don't hesitate to come.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. Life is once in a blue moon, only parting.
Translation:
Beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass on the ground extends to the horizon. The evening breeze blows through the willow tips, the flute sounds intermittently, and the sunset is outside the mountain. Good friends are mostly wandering around. I picked up the hip flask and gulped it down, hoping to maximize the rest of my happiness, but (the pain of separation) made my dream very painful tonight.
Extended data:
Creative background: The word "farewell" is actually the reason for Li Shutong to bid farewell to his friends. He used a symbol with no clear meaning to convey his consciousness of understanding life and seeing through the world of mortals. Therefore, this word is not only a wave of praise among friends, but also a "prelude" for Li Shutong to become a monk. On the surface, it is to bid farewell to friends, but in fact it is to bid farewell to life and break the dust.
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