Flowers are not flowers, dreams are not dreams,
One peach blossom and three weak water.
Wrapping softly is like Tao, leaning on the railing without relying on it.
After looking at the flowers, I thanked you for your kindness,
Even more embarrassing, pick it up for you...
The capital of the world,
In the end, it is just an old dream, and the smoke and clouds have dispersed...