The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it rains bit by bit.
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Slow voice·Looking and searching
Song, Li Qingzhao
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to stop breathing when the country is suddenly warm but still cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can I defeat him? The wind comes late and the wind comes in a hurry! The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness! The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
