The sun is setting but the snow has not yet fallen. How can we know the love between children? Xiaoxiao Mountain is like a complaint, and all the waters are like high water. The sky is ruthless, the trees are evergreen, and the moon is no longer as green as it used to be.
The sun is setting but there is still no snow, and the guzheng is playing in the snow, feeling sad. The falling snow and the phantom moon are two pendants, who are looking at each other with a few low sounds? The dream lingers, and the fallen dust is almost buried in hundreds of flowers.
There is still no snow in the setting sun, and the moon is extinguished. I miss the snow, blame the sky, hate the ruthless, and shed thousands of tears. Especially the swallows are flying, and the snow is falling and the fireworks are even more desolate.
The sun is setting but the snow has not yet fallen. How can we know the love between children? Relying on the mountains and rivers, my soul is dreaming at night, as if I am feeling sad. The coolness is like a long stream of water, and the sky is full of stars. I will not forget it. Jiuyou is like looking at the end of the world, and the pear blossoms are covered with rain.