The spring water is tinkling, the breeze is like water, the white clouds are dotted, and the blue sky is like washing.

Use your footsteps to measure the world and your eyes to record the scenery

You come to me in a dusty way, which is better than all distant tenderness

Waiting for every passing car to let me go further

The ​cold ﾠpool ᱸreflects ᱸthe ᱸwhite ﾞmoon, ᱸand ⳿the ​autumn ⳿rain  covers ﾞthe ﾠmoss

I ​wish ᠎to  go ﾠthrough mountains and  rivers ‍and ᱸstill ‍feel ᠍that ⳿this ᠍world ᠍is ᠍worth ⬝it.

When ᠎you ᠍come ᱸto this ᱸworld,  you ‍must make an ᱸeffort ﾞto ﾞsee ⳿more ﾠscenery.

The ⳿cold ‍pool ⳿reflects the white ​moon, ﾠand ᱸthe ‍autumn ᠎rain ​covers ᱸthe ᠎moss

I ᠎will swallow ​you whole ‍like a ᠍giant ﾠpill