Zhang Xian
The tune of water is heard in a few voices with wine, and I wake up from my afternoon drunkenness. When will I return from the spring?
Looking at the mirror in the evening, I was saddened by the scenery, and I remembered the past in an empty memory.
All night on the sand and the birds on the pool, the clouds broke the moon and the flowers showed their shadows.
Holding a glass of wine and listening to people sing "Song of Water", want to listen to the song and drink to solve the sadness, woke up to the day has been over noon, drunkenness, but the sadness has not been reduced. The good times of youth have passed, when can they come back? The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers," he said.
The night waterfowl and sleep on the sandy shore of the pool, the bright moon broke through the clouds of obstacles, the evening wind blew up the flower branches, the shadow in the moonlight under the swaying. Pulled on a layer of curtains to cover the swinging lamp flame, the wind is stronger, people have gone to sleep, after this evening wind, tomorrow the garden path should be full of pieces of fallen flowers it.