The woman has long hair as dark as blood,
It is not an exaggeration to spread out and scatter all over the ground, as smooth as a waterfall.
In the swaying candle wick, the silver man's soul is tied with regret.
Looking in the mirror, inside and outside the mirror,
It's a pity that things have changed and people have changed.
The teeth of the comb are broken and exquisite,
Yao Guang's slender arms.
A little cinnabar, terrifyingly red lips and white teeth.
Do you know that I will dress in red makeup and wait for you to marry me when I return?
If you don't think so, the Yin spirit will never disperse.
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