Xiao Luo was Li Zhongxuan's wife through thick and thin, but a letter of repudiation brought her his merciless betrayal. Looking back, that was only the beginning of her suffering. The willows droop, and her beloved has left. When they meet again, his heart will still be a mystery.
Willow branches, fragrant season. Year after year, how hateful to give them as parting gifts. A leaf carried by the wind suddenly announces autumn. Even if you return, how could I bear to pluck it? Willow of Zhangtai, willow of Zhangtai! Are you still as green as you were in days gone by?
Dear Ling'er~ I'm here to see you~ By the way, your paragraph is a bit too long~ It would be clearer to leave a blank line before two paragraphs~