 The city is filled with the sound of the zither. The night falls and the birds fly away. The moon is shining in the dark night. Passing through the window of the garden, I pretend to be lost in my thoughts. The butterflies are still singing in my heart. The light of the moon shines on the two walls of the temple. It is as if the moon is shining in the heart of a beautiful lady. I want to climb the mountain and climb into my room. The autumn wind blows and the night is not cold.