The coir smoke is fine and the willows are flying. There is no beauty in the world, only tears streaming down my face.
The south of the Yangtze River is misty, rainy and foggy, where can I see your shadow? I just think too much.
Wang Yuan and Zi Yin were in love with each other, but because of the complicated struggles in the palace, they were like flowers on the other side and could not stay together...
When the flowers bloom, we can't see each other, but when the flowers fade, we can't see each other...
