累世情缘，谁捡起，谁抛下，谁忘前尘，谁总牵挂。

忆当时年华，谁点相思，谁种桃花。

This fated love of forever and a day—

Who has picked it up? Who has thrown it away?

Who has forgotten it all? Who yearns for it to stay?

Those days bygone and labyrinthine—

Who was the one that made the other sigh and pine?

Who was in the peach orchard, raising flowers divine?

这正是桃花盛开的季节，十里桃林，十里桃花，漫山遍野的灼灼芳华。

It is the season when peach trees come into full bloom. Over hills, over vales, acres of peach trees parade acres of peach blossoms, radiant and sweet.

三月春盛，烟烟霞霞，灼灼桃花虽有十里，但一朵放在心上，足矣。

In the lush spring of March, the radiant peach blossoms bloom, like rosy mists and blushing clouds. However many blossoms there are, it is enough to have just one, to be cherished in one’s heart.

桃花灼灼，枝叶蓁蓁，妖娆伤眼。

The peach blossoms are radiant, the leaves luxuriant, their allure stunning.

我自是百般推脱，他自是千般盛情。

I, of course, did my best to excuse myself, while he, naturally, pressed on with all graciousness and courtesy.