The watery streets in Gusu are woven vertically and horizontally. Fengtian Red Pavilion, Yao Xue Yulin.
There is a red lotus in the water, which lasts all year round. Even though the ice and snow are rolling around and biting the bones, and the red clothes are half in a mess, they still stand tall. No matter who asks for peace, it doesn't matter who wants peace.
Yinuo is a koi carp in warm water, brewing a bottle of immortality wine with flesh and blood in the eyes like glass cups.
The lotus is drunk, so it is as red as before waking up from wine.
Ask the lotus root, how many threads there are? The lotus heart knows who is suffering. When I ruffled the cicada's clothes, I was surprised to see that Lotus had a jade in her heart.
I want to swear an oath to you by pointing to heaven.
I want to walk with you until the blue silk dyes the snow, but time flies so fast and the world is so bad that I can't promise to shine with the sun. There are too many twists and turns, life and death are separated, and in the end, no one can escape the unhappy ending of the wind and mist.
The clouds and water are dusk, the river is covered with snow, the jade flesh is empty, and the white bones are cold.