There is a beautiful woman there who is in love with me. The flowers are blooming but my heart is broken.
There was a slanting wind and cold rain last night, but this morning there is bright red snow.
Falling flowers will turn into a grave, who will be buried?
The withered lamp condenses into tears.
There is a beautiful woman there, who is deeply in love and has no regrets, but Zhu Yancheng is discouraged and still drunk.
When we say goodbye, the residual fat and powder fade away, and when we meet, we meet in a pile of clouds with precious buns.
Who does Luo Yi's new tailor know?
The lonely grave asks the bright moon.
There is a beautiful woman there, whose love and thoughts are as dark as a shadow, and I will regret it only when I am far away from her.
In the past, I held my hand to ask for drunkenness, but now my shadow only invites the moon.
Who do you miss by hugging the red ribbon?
Choking from flying sand in cold desert
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