The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which turn from thick to light.
The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup
The scent of sandalwood comes through the window and I understand my thoughts
The pen is half written on the rice paper.
The glaze color renders the charm of the lady's picture and is hidden secretly
And your beautiful smile is like a bud waiting to bloom
A wisp of your beauty is scattered
Go where I can't go
The sky is blue and waiting for misty rain
And I'm waiting for you
Smoke rises from the kitchen
Thousands of miles across the river
The Han official script written on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty
Just think of me as a foreshadowing for meeting you
The sky is blue and waiting for misty rain
And I'm waiting for you
The moonlight was salvaged
Fainted the ending
Just like the blue and white porcelain handed down from ancient times, it is beautiful by itself
You have a smile in your eyes
The white and blue koi fish jumps at the bottom of the bowl
I was thinking about you when I was copying the inscription in Song script
The secret you have hidden in the kiln for thousands of years
Extremely delicate, like an embroidery needle falling to the ground
Plantains outside the curtain cause showers
door knocker patina
And I pissed you off when I passed by that Jiangnan town
In splash-ink landscape painting
You are hidden from the depths of ink
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