The mist is thick and the clouds are sorrowful forever,
Rui Nao eliminates the gold beast.
It's the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
Dongli drinks wine after dusk,
There is a subtle fragrance filling the sleeves.
There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The thin mist and dense clouds stirred up worries until daytime. In the copper incense burner carved with animal shapes, the dipterocarp incense was gradually burned out. The white porcelain pillows and the gauze-covered bed kitchen have just been soaked by the cold air.
The imperial concubine lay drunk, holding a jade bottle of jade wine in her hand, and slowly poured it into her mouth. She had been drinking it all night long, and the faint fragrance of ejaculate filled her sleeves. The bead curtain was rolled up, and the man lay down drunkenly on the collapse.
Then, he never woke up again.