"Partridge Sky"
Cao Zu Song
There are not many smiles and light frowns, and the distant mountains are slightly dark and the waves are flowing.
I drink a thousand minutes of wine, and my heart is intoxicated with a song.
People want to leave, but they are worried. What's more, they can see the red sleeves blowing in the clouds.
Late at night, where I am drunk and soaked in ink, the books are fragrant and red, hugging Xiang Luo.