The boat with carved railings that carried the dream of the prosperous Nanke for a time
The snow damask clouds that danced with the unparalleled feather clothes
After all, such a good time and beautiful scene cannot compare with the fine wine of Jade Dew
Toast a glass and get drunk to resolve thousands of sorrows. After all, we can’t escape the love of our children
The rising and falling sun day and night still disappears
The success and failure of each year still wither. Begonia
The bronze mirror traces makeup and silver candles, the cold sky light shines through the west window
For whose crazy passing years are stained with frost
The rain curtains are heavy and hazy How many tears have been shed on your face, the sorrow in the world
The mist and smoke have locked your smile, how many gazes have been seen through the vast partitions between the water and clouds
The old bluestone steps are far away from you How many thoughts have been shattered by the parting of your figure
The distant mountains and the near water have drowned your memories, the infatuated heart cannot be extinguished, and how much we have forgotten each other
The new ink and Chen brushes have written down the destiny Destined to be unstable
Melancholic poems and sad words reveal the ups and downs of fate entangled in the world
The oath of the eternal alliance in the corridor of time has extinguished the last glory
But in this way So what if it’s just like the stranger we met for the first time