In the middle of the night, the pear blossoms and snow shine in the courtyard.
The pear blossoms and snow are so miserable that the cuckoo cries blood.
How could the king and his grandson be silent? They could only say goodbye on the soft mulberry road.
Swallowing farewell, water flowing from the head, sobbing for others.
Little Mom Literature. Be. The ending has a fantasy color. A very cliched old saying.
Purpose: live a good life
