A flying song and a pot of turbid wine. Let's get drunk together. Let's not talk about it now. In the end, everyone in the mortal world will forget the past.
We appreciate the flowers blooming together and mourn the flowers falling together. We look at you together and never give up in this life. In the end, all the glory is just a dream and tears are shed.
It all depends on how many times the joys and sorrows of this world happen.
Warm jade is colorful, Hua Xu finally dreams
All paid to dance in Dunhuang