The nicknames of the glory of the king's ancient literature and art include: being speechless at first reading, leaving the city behind, being indifferent to ink, being hurt by wordlessness, being lonely at the end of the month, being worried for the second half of the year, being melancholy in the world, feeling sorry for yourself, being afraid of worrying, being full of worries and drinking, leaving behind dust, thinking of a gentleman's old age, returning to makeup and dyeing his face, and knowing that the rain is cool in one season.

Acacia is full of melancholy, the wind and smoke are exhausted, the flute is as light as dust, the dream is shattered, the lonely city is lonely, the beauty is sacrificed, the night is silent in the mountains and rivers, the whole city is like tears, the breeze draws people away, the autumn is sad, the breeze fades, the south wind knows what I want, the long companion is long gone, and the rustling is easy.

Numerous students are silent, lovesickness is silent, and people end up scattered at the end of the song. People are separated. When they are drunk, they don't know where to go. When they are drunk, they smile at the breeze, smile, miss Iraqis, become lonely and addicted, and feel lonely in the city. Looking back, they recall their own beauty, sigh the sadness of life, leaving a faint fragrance, the wind blows the bridge, misses autumn, and the rain falls and the strings break, sometimes intoxicated.