碧天黄叶秋风狂
Blue sky, yellow leave, storm autumn wind
碧天黄叶秋风狂,
Blue sky, yellow leave, storm autumn wind,
不过是斜阳。
But only a setting sun.
夜夜梦魂不知处,
Knowing nowhere the dream soul each and every night,
生意费思量。
The business really cost too much thought.
又是明月最多情,
Again bright moon with the most emotions,
看海洋,
Looking at ocean and sea,
流云飞渡,
Flowing cloud flying over,
总把市场做战场。
The market is rather a battlefield.
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