夜路绵延行无尽 ，遍野寂宁，皓月映只影 。道旁过客皆无名，哪般有声望楣凝。
Feng Qiqiao Night
and the wind is not clouded, the lonely is alone, and it is like a good fortune. Just is full of stars, how to spend it.
Night ridiculous row, endless, quiet, and the moon is just shadow. There is no name next to the road, and there is a sound.