See Sweet Things When Deer Meet

The cedars are silent and covered with frost, Sandalwood contains deep meaning and fragrance. Jingxian once took refuge in the forest secluded place, The starlight finally reflects the wavelength of the moon. The traces of frost-tempered bones are still there, The warmth of spring melts the ice and the embers are also fragrant. Thousands of sails pass by and I look back, The sweet dream begins when you pick up a deer.