She was originally from the Zhaoyang Palace, and her eyebrows were full of fright, as if she was flying past the Dongting Palace. Following the lotus steps in Liangzhou, it is like a new branch of beautiful flowers blowing in the wind, and the fragrance of the painting hall is as warm as spring. After dancing, I watched her secretly through the curtain, wondering who was King Xiang and Lord Chu Shenjun." She had a pretty figure, thin green ears, and the willows were swaying in the wind when she walked. She was as quiet as a virgin.
A journey, a little hope, a gentle breeze, the best is always in the least expected moment.