Green willow bank, white clothes like snow.
The beauty of Zitong is gone, and the sandalwood hairpin is in its prime.
The peaks of my eyebrows are full of frowns, and I miss you all the time when I walk or sit.
Point lightly with your fingers and cover lightly with your palms.
A whole life is ruined, and the world sighs.
But don't laugh but don't be sad, I miss Maple Leaf Pill.
The sky is boundless, this feeling is unexpected.