You put on the phoenix crown and rosy clothes, I will hide my brows,
The bright red curtain opened an excerpt.
You are not playing yourself, but I am invested in my emotions,
The string-suo-huqin cannot escape the vulgarity of separation in life and death.
The excerpts are only a fraction of the whole play.
The beginning and ending are usually not staged,
It just has a kind of incomplete charm,
There is not so much resentment and dissatisfaction.
If everyone is an excerpt,
Leave the brightest part in other people's lives,
If the world loses its beauty,
Will there be an emotional performance?
If everyone is an excerpt,
Release your joy, sorrow and joy in the play,
If the world loses its colorful masks,
Will there be people who will miss you and feel sorry for you?
You take off your Fengguanxia clothes, and I will wipe off the oil paint.
The bright red curtain closed the excerpt
On this side of the world, I frowned, with a little rouge between my brows, remembering to look forward to you. You were on the other side of the world, dancing with the sword, and the sharp edge burst out from the scabbard. After exiting the twists and turns of the palace gate, my lovesick soul is outside the gate. People whose souls are wandering in the sky are like traces of geese passing by.