Lying leisurely on the stable cloud rock, climbing and laughing. Quiet as Zhuge Jing, but high as mountains.
The truth is speechless, and I am in a dream. The breeze blows from morning to night, and the four seas are full of waves.
Drunk in Qingqiu, three thousand blue hairs scattered in the wind
If life is just like the first time we met, how could we have been destined to do evil for three lifetimes? At the end of the day, we will only forget each other in the loess.
The night is cold and windy, and the waning moon on the desert is like a halberd.
Suddenly I woke up from the dream, only a thousand lines of tears...