Southern Dynasties. Anonymous [Xizhou Song]
Recalling the plum blossoms, I went to Xizhou, folded them and sent them to the north of the Yangtze River. The single shirt is apricot red, and the temples are the color of crow.
Where is Xizhou? Two oars bridge crossing. Shrikes fly at dusk, and the wind blows on the black mortar trees.
Under the tree is in front of the door, with green thorns exposed in the door. The doorman didn't come, so I went out to pick red lotus.
Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads. Lower your head to get the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as green as water.
Put it in the lotus sleeve, the lotus heart is completely red. Recalling that Lang Lang is not here, I look up at Feihong.
Hong Fei is all over Xizhou, watching Lang go to the brothel. The building is so high that you can't see the top of the railing.
The railings have twelve curves, and the hanging hands are as clear as jade. The rolling curtains are high in the sky, and the sea water shakes the sky green.
The dream of sea water is long, you are worried and I am also worried. The south wind knows my wishes and blows my dreams to Xizhou.