I lie down in my white New Year gown,
The white gate is so lonely and full of regrets.
The red building looks cold across the rain,
The bead foil floating lantern returns alone.
The long journey should bring sorrow to the late spring,
I still have vague dreams for the rest of the night.
Where did the jade seal seal come from?
A wild goose flies among thousands of miles of clouds.
Conception: