Ming Dynasty Rain, Flowers Falling on the Embankment
Borrow a wisp of incense for tea
Don't need to listen to the music beyond the strings
The rain of the Ming Dynasty, flowers falling on the embankment
Leave me my poems and songs, but no title; ask who will write it
If we meet, a game of chess for one night, revisiting the old situation
The rain of the Ming Dynasty, flowers falling on the embankment
Let a guest have leisure and invite a reunion date
Seek the traces of the zither among the ripples
There is no place to seek the traces of the zither
The wind knows my heart's intent













