The ten-mile-long street is covered with frost,
Every inch of blue hair is worried about the old age;
Looking at the moon and protecting each other,
I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
Laughing at the world of mortals, painting a beautiful face, accompanied by floating clouds. Love is hard to let go, love is connected, I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
It turns out that you have become my habit. Without you, I am really lonely.