银汉无声,暮云收尽,残月一轮,清寒轻溢。富丽的合碧宫,几盏灯笼发出昏黄的光,对面的湖水死气沉沉,偶尔几缕光线照出的波光射人眼里。我,缓缓而来,沉重的脚步似乎承载着我整个生命的重量。乐师开始奏乐,箜篌轻抚,一首《渔曲》从他的指间流淌出来,在空气中轻轻地漾,缓缓地荡。啊,有时候,我多么希望自己是条鱼啊,可 The Yinhan was silent, the clouds were all gone, and the month of moonlight was light and heavy. In the splendid Hebi Palace, several lanterns glowed with dim light, and the opposite lake was full of lifelessness. Occasionally, a few rays of light shone in the eyes. I came slowly, and the heavy steps seemed to carry the weight of my entire life. The musician began to play music, stroking and stroking, and a “fishing song” flowed out of his fingers, gently squatting in the air, slowly swinging. Ah, sometimes I wish I was a fish.