Please translate this poem. You'd better be honest and elegant

"One Scene" A burst of autumn rain fell on Nanshan, leaving no water droplets on the fallen leaves. Just as we can't keep the dead, how can this not make people sad?

At dusk, when all the people who buried the bones have gone, walked through the sad and wild path and walked through the towering and deep road with big trees on both sides, have you ever been cold?

The night of the "Three Realms" was dark, and the autumn wind blew through several old graves where they were buried. The waning moon hangs high and dark, and there is no shadow. In the darkness, you can only see the newly buried graves, where white ghost paper and street lamps are scattered to meet the "newcomers". What do you think of this scene?

How sad Nanshan is, Nanshan: the place where bones are buried. Why is Nanshan so sad?

Ghost rain scatters grass. Ghost: the dead, the dead. The dead are like rain falling on the grass, suddenly becoming empty.

Midnight in Chang 'an, Chang 'an: Rest in peace. Late autumn night, in this resting place.

Several people are getting old before the wind. Constantly, people die one after another.

The path of dusk is gloomy, and the path of dusk is complicated.

Green oak road. The road to towering trees is lifeless.

In the afternoon, there was no shadow on the tree, and the waning moon was so dark that it shone on the tree without shadow.

A mountain is only white. Only one grave emits white light (that is the reflection of paper)

Paint the torch to welcome people, torch: ghost lamp, street lamp. In the dark, the light of the street lamp greeted the "newcomer".

You are disturbed by fireflies. Firefly: Ghost fire. Ghosts and lanterns wander around in the dark field.

Pure personal opinion