The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, and the spring breeze lifts the sill and reveals the rich dew.
We have been waiting for each other for a long time, and we are ashamed of where the blood knot is. Where to go in heaven and on earth? Sitting inside the water curtain, playing the sheng, we can live together forever.
Your eyes use words as a medium to give me new life; your tenderness is like the light shining through a gap, broadening my mind.
The darkness of the paint is as beautiful as the moon at night; it is deeper than the darkness in the chest; it shines like the shadow of the king; the smile of unconscious awakening is as charming as the beauty under the moon.