One word makes me drunk and drunk, a few tears on the cinnabar make up the red makeup
Paintings without thoughts and exquisite carvings, Confucianism with cold heart and deserted phoenix
One is a brilliant Confucian ghost, and the other is a golden branch of the imperial family.
He is a ghost fairy with unparalleled talent and a heavy drinking habit.
She is a well-educated, graceful and noble princess
He waited for her for five hundred years but didn't know it was her
She took one look at him and never dared to let him go again
His painting at the end of Jiangnan Alley was engraved in her heart
Ten miles long pavilion, but she is not as good as his jug of wine
Later, when she got married, she was dressed in red and shed tears.
He sadly picked up a pen and carved a monument with a pot of flowers.
Later, he was still waiting but didn't know that he had waited long ago but missed it.
Before that, I don't know how many times he missed it
Perhaps, he had already forgotten her appearance
Maybe his waiting is just a habit
[This stem was provided by a friend, and I came to help fill it in, but it seems that it was not filled in properly, and it was written as four different_(:зゝ∠)_]
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