Qiu Si

The clouds miss the clothes and the moon misses you,

You are far away and I don’t know.

It is rumored that fallen geese bring books,

I miss each other painfully.

The water flowing in front of the building and thousands of sails passing by,

Looking at the end of the world, whether it’s sunny or rainy.

The summer wind goes north and the autumn wind comes,

In a blink of an eye, the wood was covered with dead grass.

A song of lovesickness with deep tears,

A bunch of lonely moons will stay for a long time.

The one you love is separated by mountains and seas,

Sauvignon Blanc morning and evening.

(Company Financial Assets Department: Gao Rongze)