What does the love she expects look like?
It is: "When apricot blossoms blow all over your head in spring, whose family is young and romantic?"
Is it: "I would rather be in pieces than in pieces" and never give up my loyalty?
Is it: "This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at the time"?
Or is it sentimental: "It's easy to show mercy but hard to keep it, and it's easy to be tempted but hard to be infatuated"?
In the torrent of history, can this river with will rush to its own world?
Oh! What coolness! What loyalty! What a loss! What passion! Get out of the way! I am the one who sinks into the sea and is ashamed of the flowers! Sing loudly: "On the eighth day of September next year, when my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will be killed. The fragrance will fill Chang'an, and the ground will be covered with golden armor!"