醉夢迷愁追月影,
寒風撲面催酒醒,
當前景物依然樣,
內心感悟大不同.
Chasing moon shadows in a drunken dream, troubled by sorrow,
Cold wind hits the face, urging the wine to sober.
The scene before me remains the same,
But the insights within my heart have profoundly changed.
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