It is said that that year it was misty and rainy, and the apricot blossom boat was swinging by.
Passing someone's balcony, a string song sounded lonely
She has waited several times, and the catkins are flying, and her hair is turning white.
Empty fold, return fold, willow color every year
★This article is a short ancient saying derived from the ancient song "Xinghuaxianwaiyu"
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