There is infatuation hidden in the green plum paper, and the young people are lost in the flames of war.
Meeting on the wrong road was not my intention, secretly conveying my thoughts to the mountains and rivers.
Even when tears fall, I still say that I have no worries, and I still miss the old courtyard when I am far away.
It's hard to stay together after reading all the stories, and it's hard to get over the feeling of separation after writing all the stories.
We meet without saying a word across the curtain, and when we see each other again without saying a word, our hearts are drawn together.
Intention: The building in the late Song Dynasty will end with prosperity and elegy.
