The water dances and the sleeves clear, sighing for the beauty of mourning
Blue shake cloud hairpin bun eyes
Luo Shang is wet with tears.
Leaning against the jade railing tassels makes me sad
The bright moon hangs high over the ruins
Biwa Fei Lei Tea Studio
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the riverside suburbs
The beaded iris turns into flames
Midnight dream with no regrets in the end
I'm just afraid that when I wake up from my dream, my love will be empty
The article rubbed its forehead (forehead = title) and said:
If there are similarities... It is purely coincidental, if there are any differences... It is purely nonsense! ! ! ^-^