The reed is pale, white dew is frost, the so-called Iman, in the water side. Life has eight sufferings, most of all love parting. A thought in ten directions, under the pale sky and earth, a handful of emperor's soul, ten thousand tears of Xuan fish. The heart of a sincere mortal, sword dance under the moon and flowers, singing a world of desolation. Said: see brother for you, dance for the last time ten directions a thought. Age to love flowers, into the most sincere feelings, guard the love of a lifetime. Said: clinging, because do not want to part; put down, because must part.