青衫

ěr biān sì hū yǒu fēng fú guò de shēng yīn hěn huǎn piāo qǐ le bìn fà shí ér fān fēi zhe qīng shān cháng yī

耳边似乎有风拂过的声音，很缓，飘起了鬓发，时而翻飞着青衫长衣。

Ear seems to wind on the sound, very slow, washed up the hair on the temples, sometimes rippling in the Pathetic gown.

jiē yú shēn jiàn bù gǎn jiàn sì shí bái fà yóu qīng shān

嗟余身贱不敢荐，四十白发犹青衫。

I am humble and dare not recommend. At the age of 40, with white hair, I still have a low official position.