Flowers fall from the broken place of Wang 'an
The deep blue stream in Junhai
Kai Yan smiles and watches the world of mortals break
Autumn leaves wander by Wangyachi
The source of winter flies, frost and snow dances
It is easy to think about the past with the injury
Let Xu Chun watch the flowers fall
Clouds are easy to turn to dust for thousands of years
. Spring turns into harmony
Happy, happy, really happy
The music reverberates a hundred miles before and after
Returning home in triumph, looking forward to the past
I don't want the grave to be overgrown with grass
The pain of parting is heartbreaking
I think that once butterflies flew together
I was sad and tearful
I didn't want to conquer the world in military attire
I abandoned the country for beauty
.
ambition is in the song of triumph,
handsome and harmonious.