"A Late Love Pavilion: Snow on the Chain"
Yuelu Mountain is quiet,
The Late Love Pavilion silently covered in snow,
White falls on a thousand steps,
Like stars sleeping in a cold wallet.
The pine wind is silent,
The K-line rises and falls in the cold night,
Red and green flicker,
Victory and defeat like snow, covering and melting away.
Some watch the snow in the pavilion,
Some wait for spring on the chain.
Not a stroke has been made,
The heart has already traversed the cycles of bull and bear.
When the snow melts and spring arrives,
All things will rise,
The pavilion remains,
Faith is still on the chain.