Immortal Redpine nested in Goldflower Mountain,
Divine Anqi swam in Faerie Sea.
These immortals of old took wing,
and where are they now?
This floating life flows quick as lightning,
transforming suddenly to light.
Heaven and Earth never wither, never fall away,
but our beauty moves off, leaving us behind.
Face-to-face with this wine, unwilling to drink,
flush of feeling, whom do I await?