弱水三千取一瓢，藏入心田，盼汇今朝。光阴流去雾茫茫，深处相思，路漫情遥

弱水三千取一瓢，藏入心田，盼汇今朝。光阴流去雾茫茫，深处相思，路漫情遥。一地流沙绕指梢，滴墨成伤，醉笑成妖。繁花凋谢梦凄凉，倾世容颜，永逝娇娆。

結果 (英文) 1:

Weak 3000 to take a spoonful, hidden into the heart, hope sinks eras. Time stream to mist and fog, the depths of Acacia Road diffuse the situation away. A finger tip to quicksand around, dropping ink into the wound, drunk laughing into the demon. Flowers wither dream desolate, tilt the world face, forever disappearing Jiaorao.

結果 (英文) 2:

The latter three thousand took a gourd ladle, apart, we sink current. Time flow to the misty depths, acacia, Lu diffuse feeling. A sand round tip, drop into the wounds, drunk laugh into the demon. The flowers withered dreams and desolate, all end face, enchantingly beautiful.

結果 (英文) 3:

Weak water 3,000 to get a scoop, tucked the heart, hoping the meeting today. Time flow to mist and fog, deep, and diffuse away from the road. A quicksand around the tip, drops of ink to injury, drunken laughing devil. The flowers withered dream desolate, lean face, yongshi enchantingly beautiful.