Mirror flowers are round, smoke and water are cold
Since ancient times, Xiaoxiao has felt light at the end.
Mountains covered with snow, dreamlike
Leaning alone on the railing, the shadow of the candle remains
First quarter moon, slightly curved
The silent phantom falls alone
The fog disperses and the spirit is in chaos
Just leave the old mirror empty to remember the joy
Forgetting is happier than remembering
Leaving is more cruel than existence
Even if I try my best, I can't forget it
Chao, everything is destiny
No matter how mysterious "" is, there is no impermeable wall in the world.
No matter how much sorrow these twelve people have
Everything is just wrong