Daring to be the world's first, to hold fast and tenderly attached for love and for hate.
By the riverside, green peaks [stand, shrouded in] mist; [he's] in love with [that girl's] shy appearance.
Daring to be the world's first, to linger for old dreams, reluctant to leave the tens of thousands of scrolls[2].
Having seen the beautiful appearances of all the women in this mortal world, [he] waits for the flowers to reach full bloom and the moon to become circular[3].