Unexpectedly, Mingyue doesn't know how to grieve. Two people become single.
Who can forget that time, the hibiscus tent was warm, who spent the spring night
The wind can't move the heart.
The rain flickers in my eyes
Who else in this world is willing to give me the warm morning light?
Looking forward to it makes me panic, the mountains and seas are vast, and I feel sad when I touch the scene.
Lovesickness is even shorter, white clothes are wet with tears
The flowers have fallen and the heart is broken. Life is not joyful. Death is not peaceful either.
The beauty on the temples is like a golden step, and three thousand people are doting on her.
However, the Yuanyang tiles are frosty and heavy, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace.
The wind blows and the fairy's mantle flutters, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.
Who would have thought that this life would end in misery in the immortal mountain?
Thinking of the past, my heart is thin and I shed tears
The most unbearable feeling is the unbearable feeling of melancholy
Cherish you as usual, butterflies dance in pairs in heaven and earth
The soul and the dream are companions through the ages.
Sanlang, do you still remember the Huaqing Pool... Gazing at it with affection... Thanks to the King