Flowers Fell in Chang'an

Baici Ling: Hua Mian flower fall Who pity white paper scroll Can't keep beauty Dusty mud lightly coated with flour Time is ruthless and ever-changing The sky is filled with catkins and it is difficult to resolve the sorrow Lying down and leaning on the railing, looking at the lonely figure and feeling sorry for yourself I don't know when spring will come, but when I listen to the orioles' voice, it's as clear as scissors It's in vain that the sound of the romance has spread far away for several months Who knows that in the mud, the nature is essentially pure? Lonely, sleepless autumn night A night of blue hair and white snow Dreaming about the human world There are few people around Just sigh flowering period Absolutely This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.