Shanyuan Xiaomei
All the fragrances are swaying, and only one is blooming,
Take advantage of the charm of the small garden.
Sparse shadows cross and slant, the water is clear and shallow,
The faint fragrance floats at moon dusk.
When the frost bird wants to come down, it steals its eyes first.
The pink butterflies are like knowing that they are together and their souls are broken.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by singing slightly.
No need for gold bottles made of sandalwood.
What's going on in this world? I was "transferred" to someone else's bed in the middle of the night and watched them being affectionate without telling me. I was also thrown out for no reason and stayed there all night in the cold weather. He was dragged away for no apparent reason, and then he arrived in a chaotic place for no apparent reason, and encountered a "super arrogant" mirror. Then, under the force of the mirror, I began to live a miserable life in the "weird" world. . . . . .