The music ends, and people part, such is life.

When prosperity fades, it's all for naught; the green hills still smile in the spring breeze. The music ends, the strings break, and people scatter; life is but a dream within. The music ends, people disperse, all is a dream; when prosperity fades, it's all for naught. The wind carries away the fragrance of dust, the flowers have withered; things change, people leave, and all is over. The wind stops, the fragrance of dust lingers, the flowers have withered; the day is late, and I'm too tired to comb my hair. Things change, people leave, and all is over; before I can speak, tears flow. I hear the Double Stream is still beautiful in spring; I plan to take a light boat ride. I fear the small boat on the Double Stream cannot bear so much sorrow. ——The music ends, and people part, such is life. Remember to visit here when you come to Fuzhou! Just register, and it's quite suitable for taking photos. The place isn't very big; it's just an ancient opera stage. There are usually very few people, so it's great for taking pictures.