Embracing the Dusk

I was born in virtue, and I love to enjoy happiness. Every time I look at people's books from afar, I sleep in the dream of Hai Pavilion every night. I want to find the way to go before, but the road is as painful as drowning. Suddenly a thought came to me, what can Haohaoru do? The mist accumulates and the mist rises, and the setting sun fills the rocks and gullies. The clouds and mountains are in the sky, and the poems and wine are sweet and refreshing. It's hard to hold a pen, so I laugh at the thin color of the ink. How can life be so long?