The long night is draggy like water
　　The Wind sharp， the stage coach inn has its doors shut tight.
　　has its doors shut tight.
　　Starting from a dream， I see a mouse peering by the lamp.
　　The morning chill， borne by frost， lnvades my bedding.
　　No rest.
　　No rest.
　　Outside， horses neigh， people rising.
　　遥夜沉沉如水，
　　风紧驿亭深闭。
　　梦破鼠窥灯，
　　霜送晓寒侵被。
　　无寐，
　　无寐，
　　门外马嘶人起。