The phoenixes and phoenixes are everywhere, there is nowhere to live, and the sycamore trees are everywhere.
Phoenix Emperor, Phoenix Emperor, why not fly high and return to your hometown? Do you want to perish here for no reason?
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"Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Platform" - The Fall of Fu Jian
The bronze bird locks the love, Weiyang's heart falls, and the loneliness in the cold palace records the years.
The wind is cold in the clothes alone, and the rain is leaving the pipa playing.
I once wished that Feng Fei Huang would accompany him, and they would know each other and sit facing each other and take a photo of each other.
Following the example of Xiao Yu, riding on a dragon and a phoenix, the immortal departs from home.
The yellow beams are sparse, the grass and trees are suddenly awakening, the cranes are singing sadly, and the six armies are coming down.
The cold brakes at the head of the sad city, cutting off the robe to make a final decision.
Why do you want to cherish love and sorrow? It's hard to force it, and your hands will turn gray.
Looking back, I have no regrets, how can I bear being alone and widowed.