Every dream is rumored by hundreds of mouths and eventually becomes distorted.
The nameless fan that confirms my love; the beauty gives me the unmarked knife.
The reborn agarwood harp; the Holy One rewarded me for listening to the jade shake.
The dimmed little lamp; Who wraps me in sable fur.
Shangyuan's Baguio lamp; bury it deep and pick out my toothless comb.
The beautiful umbrella in a foreign land; who can enter my colorless dream?
In Yaofang, we will help you re-weave an old dream, return to the starting point amid distortion, and trace the distortion back to the starting point.
Welcome to my dreamland - Yaofang.
Sweet dreams.
Dreams are distorted in ballads; ballads are used to realize dreams in the public.