此月天下享，聲聲各有色。

誰門霑天傷，何村又油沛。

秋樹學君淚，問我何事中。

半麻間半白，只是間人道。
"translate": This moon we share, things has own voice.
Whose scar from the highest, which highness have oil"s".
The tree, cry for you in Autumn and ask me why.

I just said this human nature, grey and greed.