Parting in this world is easy for a long time.
Seeing plum branches, I suddenly feel lovesick.
How many times have the dreams of the small window been carried hand in hand?
There is no place to be found in my dream tonight, I am wandering all over the place.
Cold soaked quilt, not yet known.
Wet red hate ink shallow seal title.
The treasure zither is empty, and no wild goose is flying.
Wandering around in the alleys, it seems empty, the ancient trees shine brightly.
Old Testament Bingzhou's thoughts have gone wrong.
After singing, the spring grass in Huainan is lush again.
The wanderer's clothes are full of tears.
How wonderful it would be if life could only be like the first time we met.
He is still his most famous master, and she is still her most beautiful woman. The beauty of the country and the country cannot invade each other.
Without a beginning, there is no end.
Without cause, there will be no effect...