吁嗟此转蓬,居世何独然!长去本根逝,宿夜无休闲。东西经阡陌,南北越九阡。卒遇回风起,吹我入云间。自谓终天路,忽然沉下泉,惊飙接我出,故归彼中田?当南而更北,谓东而反西。宕宕当何依,忽亡而复存。飘飖周八泽,连翩历五山,流转无恒处,谁知吾苦艰?愿为中林草,秋随 Uphold this Peng Peng, co-live alone! Long gone to Bengan, Nocturnal non-casual. Things through terraced rice fields, north and south more than nine Qian. Typhoon back to the wind, blowing me into the clouds. Since the end of the day that the road, suddenly sinking spring, pick me up by surprise, so go to his field? When the South and even north, that the East and anti-West. Dangdang when dependent, suddenly survived. Piao Wan Zhou eight Ze, and even Pilian five mountains, no constant turnover, who knows I struggle hard?