So says guitarist Cheng Heng-lung who, when he recalls boyhood memories of his parents or grandparents sitting out in the evenings in the family's moonlit courtyard, can't help singing to himself an old song about the moon.
他猶記得小時候，月光盈盈的夜晚，在院子裡乘涼的祖父母或父母親，很自然地就輕唱著：「月光瞑，月光瞑，夜夜思君到深更。心消瘦無元氣，為君唱出斷腸詩。啊∼啊∼，蝴蝶弄花也有時。孤單阮薄命花，親像瓊花（曇花）無一瞑。」