Sapphire case
The stone slabs are hazy in the rain, the autumn water is drunk, and the colored glaze is brittle. Waving my sleeves and playing the zither, I listen to the broken strings. The shadow illuminates my dream alone. The night stars remain the same, and three thousand people are entangled with each other.
When I wake up from the dream, the country is turbulent, and the country around the world is worried about separation. There is no benefit in thinking about lovesickness. Nine heavens away, thousands of miles away, there are two lines of pearl tears.
P. S. This poem was filled in randomly by Xiaoying. The flat and oblique words may not be very good. You cannot reprint them without permission~ In other words, you have to ask me if you want to reprint them... [Pumped
There is a PSS outline, but there is no saved manuscript, and updates are irregular... Look at the sky