Fireworks Fade Too Soon

The east wind blooms a thousand trees with flowers at night, then scatters them, and stars rain down. Fine horses and carved carriages fill the road with fragrance. Phoenix flutes sound, jade pots turn in the light, and fish and dragons dance all night. Her moth-shaped brows, snow-willow hairpins, and golden threads; she leaves with laughter and a faint fragrance. I search for him a thousand times amid the crowd, then suddenly turn around, and there he is, where the lamplight fades. Theme: