The blue sky,
Chrysanthemums everywhere,
The west wind is blowing violently,
These geese fly from north to south.
Early in the morning,
Who dyed the frosted maple forest red?
Always tears.
It's too late to hate each other now,
Complaining about leaving too early.
Although the wicker is very long,
But it's hard to tie the traveler's horse,
I hope I can't keep the sparse forest hanging in the sunset.
Zhang Sheng's horse walks very slowly.
The car and I followed closely,
Just finished the pain of lovesickness,
But I'm starting to worry about leaving early.
Listen to him say, "I'm leaving",
People suddenly lost weight;
Seeing the Shili Pavilion in the distance,
People are thinner;
Don't hate this. Who can understand?