Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free. The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows. The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks at people. They are not sleeping, and they are lying on pillows and hairpins are messy.
Standing up and holding bare hands, there is no sound in the courtyard, and sometimes I see sparse stars crossing the river. How was the night? It's the third watch of the night, the golden waves are light, and the jade rope is turning low. But when the west wind will come, I don't know the passing time, so I change it secretly.
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