From the foot of Bishan Mountain at dusk, the mountain moon follows people back home.
Looking at the path, the green is slightly green.
Working together with the Tian family, children blossom.
Green bamboo enters the quiet path, and green radish touches the clothes.
Enjoy the conversation and have a good drink together.
The long song sings in the pine wind, and the music is scattered across the river. I am drunk and happy, and I forget the memory together.