With tears streaming down her cheeks and her gray hair coming out of nowhere, she looked up and said, "Have you ever been sincere?"
The singing and dancing in the distance were peaceful, and the soft fragrance appeared under the dragon robe, knowing that there would always be that bright side by his side. But there is still hope in my heart. The extravagant request now is just a surprise, but he will not give it. The beauty is cut off before she is old. The soft letter records the love and hate, and her life is over.
Tears in the pavilion, leaning on the flowers, sad and speechless. The faint fragrance floats, looking forward to knowing where it is.
It's too cold for Yi, so I added a paper window with sparse bamboo shadows. Remember the lovesickness, wear the ring when you return and the moon rises.
After being tired for half her life, she could only see his back and not even give her an answer.
Under the cool moonlight, some people sang loudly: "Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed."