Originally:
The bun is loosely drawn, and the lead is lightly made up. The green smoke and mist cover the lightness, and the flying flakes and wandering silk are undefined.
Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, and being affectionate is like being unfeeling. The first time I woke up after the music and songs were over, the moon was slanting in the deep courtyard and the people were quiet.
This is a love story about the love of a dancer whom the hero meets at a banquet. The first piece of writing its people and their situation, to create a blurred and fluttering, confusing mood; the second piece of writing their own feelings, the spirit of the flow, elegant but not vulgar, the aftertaste of a long time. The whole word is natural, the meaning is not obscure, the language is not sculpted, hand-written, appropriate stop even, see the author's knowledge of the thick and feelings of the rich.