I should be on this red moon night
Borrow the small body of a firefly
Plough a thousand six hundred kilometers of thoughts
I'm going to borrow a snow
Down in front of my desert window
Borrow me half a city peach blossom
Borrow my spring breeze for seven or eight miles
Borrow a hundred violinists to stroke a song "Mountain Flowing Water"
Borrow a row of geese flying north
Fade away from a few pieces of mermaid
Borrow a pot of dragon brain incense from Li Qingzhao
Add a pot of spirits
O Buddha! I wouldn't be too greedy
Just lend me half an hour
Half an hour, and let me have fun
If only I could borrow another one from before I was unmarried, there would be
His silk whispers
I'll be grateful for that
Give it to me, while the red moon has not yet fallen
Dear Buddha, please give me alms