There is a small bell beside the Eight Immortals table, and the candlelight of the mermaid is endless
Ying Mio: I met you when I was a child, and I forgot all about it; when my remaining years are over, I will perish together with you.
Ying Xuan: Flowers bloom into a scene, and flowers fall into a poem; they gradually leave the melancholy, and float without tying the boat.
In the distant Xun (fourth tone) and Xun (cheng second tone), the story of two young people is slowly unfolding... Just listen to me.
Intention: We can break free from the prison and appreciate the splendor of this prosperous age.