The soul of the darkened country is thinking about the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.
She always seems to be sleeping lightly. How can all the strangers be at ease with the situation and leave her with good dreams?
Sitting alone in the Mingyue Tower has already transcended the distance of the times.
The wine enters the sad heart, and the flood of thoughts turns into tears of lovesickness
How can we know whether we are happy or sad, fortunate or unfortunate? I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.