Inscription:
Double red beans
Thinking of the front edge, arranging the hair on the temples, fluttering like a dream cloud, tears falling from the bed, the incense table is cold.
Reminiscing about beauty, the passing of time, half a picture scroll of life and death love, leaning against the railing alone under the full moon.
Introduction:
When we first met, Bi Tao was as gorgeous as Jing Shao, and she should have been flying.
Unexpectedly, the peony was moved into the deep palace, and the begonia was summoned.
When we meet again, can we stay together?
Purpose: Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.