A frosty night
Can’t tell that is moonlight that is frost
Spot bamboo of tall thin film
Draw the moonlight and the frost the light boundary

Despite the clean in
A falling leaf out the echo of the night
Holy in the quiet of
Meteors uncovered the gate of the kingdom of heaven
I lifted his foot
In the final choice

HanShanSi of fish
At more and more tight
At anchor in the edge of the maple bridge ship
Already waiting for many years I
A human smugglers have
While the night wind drift toward countries.