阿拉伯纳希德春花秋月何时了

When will the turning of the seasons end? How much of the past I know… Last night, the east wind blew past my small building; beneath the bright moon, I can’t bear to think back on my old kingdom! The intricate carvings and jade-stone steps should still be there; only the faces of those I miss have changed. If you ask me how many sorrows I have? They are as many as the waters of the river in spring, swollen with snowmelt, surging toward the east. [emotional and sad] If you ask me how many sorrows I have? They are as many as the waters of the river in spring, swollen with snowmelt, surging toward the east.