Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon, Turned to my shadow, and we became three.

Forever and forever and forever

In a universe animated by the interaction of yin (female) and yang (male) energies, the moon was literally yin visible. Indeed, it was the very germ or source of yin, and the sun was its yang counterpart.

The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life?

I bow in reverence to the white cloud.

Shade and light are different in every valley.

Since Life is but a Dream, Why toil to no avail?