The fallen leaves are full of fragrance, the night is quiet, and the cold sound is broken.
The pearl curtain rolls up and the jade building is empty, the sky is pale and the Milky Way hangs down to the ground.
Every year and tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long.
There is no reason for me to get drunk when my heart is broken. Before the wine arrives, I will burst into tears first.
The lamp is turned off and the pillow is lit, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone.
Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it.