The water is foggy and heavy with smoke, and when I look into the mirror, I see a beautiful woman.
That day, I was in my hometown, but I felt resentful that my eyes were filled with lush greenery and there was no home for me.
Looking at the moon in the water in the sky, there is no way to see the other side, who can understand the clear shadow of Guxiu.
The fate of this life has been sealed, and the promise of the next life is boundless.
I hope that in the bright sunshine of the new year, the wind and dew will dissipate, and I will hold a long sword and hope that you will dance in the flowing clouds with your light clothes.
Looking back, he is wearing a yellow shirt and a purple flute, smiling at Bixiancha.