Dancing in the world of mortals, lovesickness is bitter, it is hard to find a lover after tossing and turning, and the cold nights are counted with the wind.
Mu, the deep mountain soil, the long sword asks heaven and nobody crosses, who plays the drunken fairy?
It's raining in winter, I miss you in the distance, and the geese in the sky are fishing in the water. This feeling seems to be carried by the stars and the moon.
Fine snow is falling, thinking of you in the distance, the stars and the moon are shaded, and the shadows of the moon are covered. This idea can only disappear in dreams.
Where is the so-called "relying on people"?
I speak my mind, the sky can be a letter, I want to speak my mind, who is disappointed for me.
Jia Jiancang, the white dew is frost, so-called regard people, where is it now?
I want to sing, the sky can spread, I want to cry, who is sad for me.
Jia Jiancang, Millennium first frost, so-called Yi Ren, where is it now?
I want to find it, heaven can be a medium, I want it, who is crazy about me!