滿地黃花堆積,
憔悴損,
如今有誰堪摘?
守着窗兒,
獨自怎生得黑!
梧桐更兼細雨,
到黃昏、
點點滴滴。
這次第,
怎一個愁字了得! Searching, Desolate, Desolately Cancan pessimistic. Turns warm again, when Most difficult to rate. Two cups of light wine, How the enemy is, Anxious night to the wind! Yan had also, Is sad It is an old acquaintance. Montreal yellow pile Haggard loss, Now who is worthy pick? Guarding the child window, Zensheng, dark alone! Indus even take rain, To dusk Bit by bit. The first, Sorrow!