Rose flowers are blowing in the face, and the pleasant fragrance is coming.
After the secluded path is deep, who knows the imperial concubine's resentment?
The sun shines on the pond, but there is no trace at the end of the article.
When the King ascended to the throne of Silent Autumn, did he recall Shuangmulin?
The dove accompanying the girl reflects the red lotus flowers in the sun.
The cherry blossoms are red and the willows are green, and I am so old and infatuated!