清风皱了下眉头

清风皱了下眉头

把水里的月亮捞走

我见到一树一梨花的独白

衣上便落满了哀愁

When a cool breeze  frowns

it scoops  up the  moon of the water 

When I encounter a lonely pear blossom talking alone

My clothes are ridden with  sorrow