On the slope of the river, there are cattails and lotuses. There is a beautiful person, how can it be hurt? There is nothing to do in sleep, and the tears are pouring down.
On the slope of the river, there are cattails and lotus trees. There is a beauty, huge and curly. Sleeping without doing anything, the heart is aching.
On the slope of the river, there are cattails and cattails. There is a beautiful person, huge and tall. Sleeping in silence and doing nothing, tossing and turning on the pillow.
The Book of Songs·Chen Feng——"Zepei"