Laughing at you, I am wasting my efforts in vain. I love to compete with the beauty of mirror flowers.
Afraid that luck will disappear in a blink of an eye, obsessed with greed, anger, joy, evil and anger.
I blame you and me for being too greedy for power and power, and blame the sentient beings on the earth for being too beautiful.
I regret the old days when I was too clinging to my promises and vows, and I was obsessed with sorrow, joy, sorrow, jealousy and jealousy.
Ah~ I can't bear to part with the bright world, ah~ I can't escape the joy of infatuated love.
Ah~ I can't find a substitute for hue. Ah~ I can't figure out this problem after a lifetime of study.
Swallowing the wind, kissing the rain, and burying the setting sun, I am not hesitant; I am not despairing when I ride the snowy path through the mountains and seas.
Holding a flower and bending the wine will make people mad, and you can't guard against it with these two eyes and hundreds of arms or thousands of hands.
The sky is vast and the snow is vast. Who can sail together? The rolling sand and the water are wrinkled and smiling.
He was greedy for pleasure for a moment and taught his daughter to bury his love forever...