The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows down stars like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.
The moths are covered with golden threads of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.