Cold water
The beauty of Lord Han is better than the beauty of the moon. With every move he makes, he captivates the city and the country. He looks back and smiles, and all living beings fall in love with him. The fight among the six kingdoms is nothing but a joke. Lord Han only looks at the world with cold eyes.
Lord Han is galloping on the battlefield in a dashing way. He raises his bow and arrows, but the captives are terrified. The arrows are shot out from the strings, and the military songs are passionate. Before the song is over, the victory is determined. The swords are shining, the horses are neighing, and the brocade robe is stained with blood. Lord Han curls his lips, and the long sword is swaying.
The soft song lingers, the willow tree lingers. Han Jun plays the harp, hundreds of birds come to court, the long sleeves move slightly, the corners of the mouth slightly raise, strumming the strings, looking at the world with a smile
Yun Han, the son of Prime Minister, Pianpian Tanhualang
I love this woman who is so quiet and elegant...
Beauty scar
I don't want to climb high and look far away, looking at Lingqing and Yiting.
Sigh a sad song that reverberates in the sky -
But I only heard the beauty's sadness, I paused and my heart was anxious, but I was speechless, letting her worry.
The storm is like rolling in the sky, but I don't know that you are hurt, and the red tears are painful.
This is where the redness fades and the greenness decreases, the beauty becomes thinner, and the brows become sad.
My heart is in knots and I want to wipe away the tears of beauty, but what can I do?
The plantains are cold, the sound of rain is quenching, but I see you smiling...