Shaoling night swallowed and began to cry. I quietly descended along the winding river like a shadow of spring.
There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? .
I remember a colorful flag floating in the south garden, with thousands of colors, layered on top of each other.
The first lady of the kingdom, from the Sun Palace, waited on the emperor's royal chariot.
The cavalry in front of them were all holding bows and arrows, and discerning horses were chewing gold.
An archer, chest up, went through the clouds and hit a pair of birds with one arrow.
Where are those perfect eyes and those pearly teeth? A bloody soul has no home, no place to go,
A clear wave flowed eastward, crossing the Diaolou Mountain Path, and there was no news.
Compassionate people shed tears and hoped that she would be as eternal as rivers and flowers.
Tatars on horseback, in the dim twilight, covered the town with dust. I fled to the south, but I was still staring at the throne in the north.