陌上花开自芳菲，青缰玉马对斜晖。
云行万里亭亭去，月照千川缓缓归。
Flowers by the field path are now in full blow.
The white horse whith black reins is shined by sunset's glow.
Go on ,as clouds float thousands of miles away gently.
When the moon shines on the rivers, you can come back slowly.
