Life should be about singing and dancing, and the drunken pipa playing the jade waist. Nine winds and clouds are changing, and peonies are flying in all directions. The lonely young man's cups clinked with each other, and his graceful beauty danced by the riverside. The prosperity of that era, the magnificent story of drunkenness and wealth.
Demons, demons, demons, the Silk Road that runs through the world is walking in such splendor...
The enchanting incense flies away, and the smoke and willows fly away, and the golden flowers float and sigh. The peach blossom face of a hibiscus woman shines with her beauty and she meets you again. The luxury of the beauty hidden in the golden house, the poignancy of Weiyang Ganquan, the confused and decaying years under the gorgeous tassels...