The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head and look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown.
The east wind sets flowers blooming in thousands of trees,
and even blows the stars down like rain.
The road is filled with the fragrance of horses and carriages adorned with jade.
The sound of the phoenix flute resonates,
and the jade pot radiates light,
as fish and dragons dance all night long.
and golden hair are adorned with silk threads.
Laughter and whispers fill the air,
carrying a subtle fragrance away.
Searching for her in the crowd for a thousand times and a hundred times,
when I turn around suddenly,
she is there,
standing in the dimly lit corner.