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The Principle of Humanity, the Secret of Heaven

The Revolution is humanity

The scholar is poetry

The sound of the flute drifting in their dreams

The wind does not blow, the river water flows coldly

The word Humanity and the word Righteousness

The words flow with beauty

Travelers who have been far from their homeland for many years

Wake up, boat lying at the dock,

On the high tower, from a thousand years suddenly awakened

Patting the late moonlight, rowing forever The dream oars

Playing in the mist, carrying a sad melody

Reminding passersby to see

Still straight and upright lines

Suddenly remembering the old bamboo fence

The boat goes in the darkness of the old citadel

The creaking sound in the lonely late night

The dream oars let me drift absentmindedly

The loudspeaker's sound momentarily stirs the late moonlight

A cloudy sky filters the moonlight

Because tonight I will sail again

But momentarily falls into a lonely silence

Float away the boat Just drift away further

From a thousand years suddenly echoes the sound of an old loudspeaker

From a thousand years the old soul suddenly awakened

From the scholar's fingers

His clothes are faded to the color of melons

In the late moonlight suddenly echoes the sound of a dream loudspeaker

In the wind like the sound of high and low silk