The ankles are like emeralds, painted in the sky, and the flowers in the courtyard are still hanging with dew.
In the inn, the general has returned from the battle, the horses are not asleep yet, and the lady is looking forward to the moon's return
The tiles are like flying, carved with colored glaze, blowing in the wind
In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, sails were raised, and a poem made a drunken person
The emperor's beam is coiled on the dragon's back, with silver scales on it, and the momentum is magnificent.
The silver moon dances in the sky, leaving the west wing empty and I will not return