The waterfall rains to the sky, and the wide feathers leave the abyss.
The birch trees are singing brightly, and the tears are raining down the curtains.
The peak of the mast is close to the cabin, and the body is lightly dressed in butterfly clothes.
The red leaves are piled high, and the plain girl is fragrant.
The cypress is dense with mist, and the monument is hidden by frost.
Yeyue is alone, and her heart is deep in the clouds.
Light lamps and candles flicker, sparse curtains fly in the wind.
The Yangshan Mountains in the Yin Domain also encourage my body.
Intention: freedom