Born on the tops of the mountains, dies in a cauldron and comes to life in a bowl.
It is born in the branches of trees, wilts in a human dwelling, falling into the water, immediately blooms.
In childhood, it turns green in the mountains, in maturity it turns in a cauldron. Languishes from stuffiness in baskets, gets wet, swimming limp in the water.
My leaves turn green high in the mountains, they know about me in every courtyard of Hangzhou. When a guest comes, first of all they remember me, when the guest leaves, they cannot forget about me.
I am born far in the mountains, my greenery is like an emerald, covering all the hills and mountains to Shaoxing. For the emperor, I come first, I endure bitter hardships in a water prison.
I am born on green mountains, with smooth leaves, and die in Hangzhou, where they sell my bones. Receiving guests, the first thing they take on me, I get wet in the water, I dare not cry.
It is born on a mountain, sold under a mountain, it is brought by a mountain, it is brought by a mountain, it is brought by a mountain, it is sacrificed, forcing it to sink.
Zhuge Liang called south-east wind, Zhou Yu stormed the enemy with fire, when his powerful army falls into the water, it turns red.
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