Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight. On this stormy night, snuff burned out all night. I think you are busy again, and you spent a lonely night alone, settling and blocking in loneliness. There are too many disappointments in life? I don't know why my robe is wet with tears at the moment. I miss you, I'm sad, I'm helpless ... Let me put the tears of missing you into my dream ... I sigh that these two mandarin ducks are so cool.
It's boring to wake up, boring to be drunk, and I've never been to Xie Qiao in my dreams. A bosom friend in life is bored when he wakes up and bored when he is drunk. No matter how hard you think, you can't reach your Xie Qiao. A little banana heart will be broken, and the voice reminds me ... a little drizzle will break not only bananas, but also my heart. Looking back on that year, I met you in poetry and smelled fragrance in fate. Tasting wine, you give me colorful spring, misty rain and gentle heart.
Life is like a March flower, and I will miss it all my life. Come like flying flowers and disperse like smoke, and I don't know the age limit when I am drunk.