Li Xu:
The green trees in the south of the street are covered with spring catkins, and the spring road is covered with snow. There are bright flowers and beautiful clouds at the top of the tree, and there are beautiful houses at the bottom of the tree.
When you step up to the north tower, the sparse curtains are rolled up high, and you can directly see the trees on the south side of the street. I still feel carefree when I lean against the langan, and it rains at dusk several times.
In late spring, horses were riding on the moss, once standing deep in the green shade. The flowers are still falling, the fragrant screen is empty, where can I see the human face?
A heart made of jade, even if it is lukewarm, is still warm.
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Prisha:
Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free. The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows. The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks at people. They are not sleeping, and their hairpins are messy on their hair. Standing up and holding bare hands, there is no sound in the courtyard, and sometimes I see sparse stars crossing the river. How was the night? It's the third watch of the night, the golden waves are light and the jade rope is turning low. But when does the west wind come, it doesn't change secretly in the fleeting time.
I'm living well. Am I living well? Maybe I'll survive? I'm not living well!