After the dream, the balcony is high and locked, and the curtain is low when drunk.
Last year, spring regret came. The falling flower man is independent, and the wisps fly together.
I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, we had the double heart word Luo Yi.
The pipa strings speak of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
——"Linjiang Fairy"