1. Vernacular translation:

The crows are chirping. When the crows disperse, only the jade screen stands empty and lonely. Suddenly the wind started blowing, and the autumn breeze blew. I suddenly felt fresh and cool on my pillow, as if someone was fanning me with a silk fan beside the bed. While sleeping, I vaguely heard the rustling autumn wind outside, but when I woke up and looked for it, I couldn't find anything. I saw only sycamore leaves covering the steps, bathed in the bright moonlight.

2. Original text of the work:

The crows of milk crows scattered across the jade screen, and a pillow was cool and a fan of wind blew.

There is no place to look for the sound of autumn when I wake up from sleep, and the moon is bright among the phoenix leaves all over the stairs.