I left gently, just as I came gently;
I gently waved and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;
the colourful shadows in the waves are rippling in my heart.
the green grass on the soft mud is oily and swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of the Kanghe River, I am willing to be an aquatic plant!
that pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring,
it is a rainbow in the sky crushed among floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
dreaming? Support a long pole and wander to greener grass.
Load a boat full of starlight and sing songs in the splendor of starlight.
but I can't play songs, and silence is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.