The old window pavilion + the wind rises + the remaining candles + the shadows trailing in the corner of the sky to drink + the flowers withered for three and a half nights after the moon has faded + the slight frost + the light cold + sleeping alone in the pavilion and deep in the courtyard + meeting each other without saying a word + years + strangers + the flowers blooming in an instant + the clouds covering the female wall + who Pity + one look + not close at hand + alienation + feelings that are related but not hesitating + suddenly blurred Wu - Wu - the paper and inkstone are empty, the lingering silk, the silk and the beautiful beauty are misunderstood, and the palace is dotted + rustling autumn wind suddenly stops + the sound of beating leaves through the forest is tired