Lyrics of Li Cai's farewell to Qingshan

Green smoke looms on the Bank of Xizi lake,

Yi Ren's red makeup is waiting for his green shirt,

Misty rain with add shame in astringent,

Dust, where the heart does not cultivate immortals.

It's hard to break a bridge,

I hate it when I was too lingering,

But cold rain and wind come at night,

It's hard to complain about this robbery.

West Lake bank, Qingcheng Mountain,

It's just jiaonu's greed.

On both sides of pink tears Rouge mark,

I'm afraid of a sigh.

I know what I mean and I'll make you happy,

The night is long, but the spring is late,

Sweat hand oil paper umbrella,

The wind and the moon are still murmuring.

It's hard to break a bridge,

I hate it when I was too lingering,

But cold rain and wind come at night,

It's hard to complain about this robbery.

West Lake bank, Qingcheng Mountain,

It's just jiaonu's greed.

On both sides of pink tears Rouge mark,

I'm afraid of a sigh.

I know what I mean and I'll make you happy,

The night is long, but the spring is late,

Sweat hand oil paper umbrella,

The wind and the moon are still murmuring.

West Lake bank, Qingcheng Mountain,

It's just jiaonu's greed.

On both sides of pink tears Rouge mark,

I'm afraid of a sigh.

I know what I mean and I'll make you happy,

The night is long, but the spring is late,

Sweat hand oil paper umbrella,

The wind and the moon are still murmuring.

Sweat hand oil paper umbrella,

The wind and the moon are still murmuring.