Green gauze skirt and white feather fan
Pearl Curtain Opens and Full Moon
Long drive the red fire into the bead curtain
Infinite desert, like fog but not fog, like smoke but not smoke
The meaning is lingering and the heart is full of lovesickness.
The fingers are thin and the heart is full of twists and turns.
A good night is always short, I just hate the long black hair
Long black hair, many companions, sit and watch the moon in the sky