我本将心向明月

Back then, who asked the surname of the poor scholar?

Today, becoming prominent, his name is known to all.

In the morning, a young man burying his head in the fields; in the evening, ascending the Emperor's precious palace hall.

Kings, nobles, generals, and ministers have no inherent pedigree; a man should strive for self-improvement.

If not for a bout of bone-piercing cold, how could one obtain the fragrance of plum blossoms?

Ten years studying under the window with nobody asking; in one attempt he becomes famous and his name spreads.

He said, I originally wished to turn my heart solely towards the bright moon.

Alas, that bright moon only shines upon the ditch.

The falling flowers originally have the intention to go with the flowing water.

But the flowing water has no heart to love the falling flowers' infatuation.

Look at that isolated city burned to ashes, lonely and cold for three lifetimes.

The peerless and magnificent past is nothing but prosperity faded away.

In the morning, a young man burying his head in the fields; in the evening, ascending the Emperor's precious palace hall.

Kings, nobles, generals, and ministers have no inherent pedigree; a man should strive for self-improvement.

If not for a bout of bone-piercing cold, how could one obtain the fragrance of plum blossoms?

Ten years studying under the window with nobody asking; in one attempt he becomes famous and his name spreads.

He said, I originally wished to turn my heart solely towards the bright moon.

Alas, that bright moon only shines upon the ditch.

The falling flowers originally have the intention to go with the flowing water.

But the flowing water has no heart to love the falling flowers' infatuation.

Look at that isolated city burned to ashes, lonely and cold for three lifetimes.

The peerless and magnificent past is nothing but prosperity faded away.

I originally turned my heart towards the bright moon.

Alas, the bright moon shines upon the ditch.

Falling flowers have the intention to follow the flowing water.

Falling flowers.

I originally wished to turn my heart solely towards the bright moon.

Alas, that bright moon only shines upon the ditch.

The falling flowers originally have the intention to go with the flowing water.

But the flowing water has no heart to love the falling flowers' infatuation.

Look at that isolated city burned to ashes, lonely and cold for three lifetimes.

The peerless and magnificent past is nothing but prosperity faded away.

Look at that isolated city burned to ashes, lonely and cold for three lifetimes.

The peerless and magnificent past is nothing but prosperity faded away.