Old Dream Among Flowers

The world is impermanent, and the storms are unpredictable. Today's wind has blown away the rain of the past, arousing my mind to be desolate for no reason. In the old years, you were in your husband's office. For the sake of freedom, they once danced to the moonlight in the willow tower and sang to the wind under the peach blossom fan. Looking back, everything seemed as light as a dream... Recalling the old days when a mandarin duck formed an alliance with a jade hairpin, I lament that today's alliance has been ruined by nowhere, and I envy your childhood sweethearts who share the same heart. In the end, they can only fly east to the east and west to the west for swallows...