Inquiry

Clouds and dreams drift to ancient Su flowers
Becoming a withered water shadow
Zhangjiang floats, Qinshan changes for others
The lingering smoke, like burning flowers in a thousand springs

The old strings of deep thoughts hang
The lonely yellow sword, just a smile on the surface
The mind of forgetting is most flawless
The secret sought cannot be spoken
(But tell him)

Moonlight spills over the tower, late at night, blocking the hair, hearing whose voice is different
Please say, birds floating in the country, who is connected
Zhang underground flows with the moon, as if only seeing the fine sand in the wind
Is there an object asking when to return home

The old strings of deep thoughts hang
The lonely yellow sword, just a smile on the surface
The mind of forgetting is most flawless
The secret sought cannot be spoken
(But tell him)

Moonlight spills over the tower, late at night, blocking the hair, hearing whose voice is different
Please say, birds floating in the country, who is connected
Zhang underground flows with the moon, as if only seeing the fine sand in the wind
Is there an object asking when to return home

Moonlight spills over the tower, late at night, blocking the hair, the last one made of literary spirit
Speaking softly, is there smoke as a sign
Singing in the wind, past events, the rain curtain falls on the heart
Is there a god above thinking and speaking to him

How many gods above think and speak to him