She, the little palace maid in the miscellaneous room; he, the aloof little prince. What will be the ending for her who is unknown and he who is as gentle as jade?
The mist covers the original pavilion, and there are mistakes in life. Who can I tell my sad thoughts to. In the middle of the night, the dream returns to the heart, but the waves are still clear.
Pipa said that the fate was broken, but she was full of laughter and affection. She knew it was over but still wanted to catch it. The grass is white on the edge of the flying snow, and the pear blossoms are blooming.