Yunyin, my king.
Just keep going.
I am always with you. .
The bright moon in the jade tower reminds us of each other.
Willow silk curls are weak in spring.
The grass outside the door is luxuriant.
Send you to hear the horse neigh.
Painted with gold and jadeite.
Incense candles are sold into tears.
The flowers fall and the child cries.
Green window residual dream fans.
Conception: