The misty rain in the desert wets Luo Shang,
The water on the long journey speaks to my heart.
Who knows this story?
But the solitary lamp is infinitely long.
The mountain is still lonely and desolate,
I can only send the wind with my green silk hair.
Who secretly changed the fleeting years?
Who should recall Xizhou Ci!
I wrote a poem before, but I checked the name on Baidu. It turns out that the name is not original.
I would like to write this article to commemorate the lost innocence