Borrowing from Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case":
The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night.
It blows down even more, and the stars are like rain.
BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
The moths are covered with golden threads of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.
The crowd searched for him thousands of times, - suddenly looking back, that person was there, in the dimly lit place
Urban romance, there are BMWs and cars filling the road.