Once the pear blossoms smell,
Ten years of sorrow and heartbreak,
The raincoat of blood and tears is red,
What's wrong with the fragrance of flowers...
The sky is falling, and the fragrance of flowers is faintly floating...
Ten miles away from Qinhuai, Yangzhou is surrounded by mist and rain, and the beautiful woman is gone;
Ten miles away from Qinhuai, in the mist and rain of Yangzhou, the elegant young man's dream is gone.
Conception: