Red clothes, jade faces, brocade quilt pillows, dancing swords, bows and silver helmets. Gu Lei swung his sword to cut the green silk, and the Turks of the Northern Zhou Dynasty were everywhere. The green mountains and green waters keep us in mind, and the lonely smoke in the desert misses you with tears. The remaining smoke from the red candles messes up the pagoda, and the blue-haired showers do not disappoint you.