Watching apricot flowers cut ice in the northbound of Yanshan Pavilion Zhao Ji, some are light and heavy, but some are light and fat, and they are evenly injected 1. New beauty makeup 2, gorgeous fragrance, shame to kill bridesmaids 3. Easy to wither, more ruthless. Sad! Ask the courtyard desolate, how many times in the spring dusk? I hate sending them away. 4. Can these swallows talk? The sky is far away, and there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan. Do you know where the Forbidden City is? Why not consider 5, except that you sometimes go in your dreams. Without evidence, dreams are new.
Note 1 Cut out the ice (xiāo) and overlap it several times. Note evenly: Write the color of apricot flowers. Ice yarn, white silk, used to compare petals. Swallow fat: same as rouge. 2 beauty: dress up with powder. Jolie maid-in-waiting: fairy. Jolie Palace is the fairy palace in Taoist legend. 4 by mail: sustenance. 5 thinking: lack. Dreams are new: harmony, even. Newcomer, a "sometimes".
Apricot blossom seems to be the masterpiece of a skillful craftsman, cut from white and transparent plain silk. Light, overlapping petals, as if evenly coated with a touch of rouge. New style, beautiful makeup, bright colors and overflowing fragrance. Even the fairies in Jolie Palace are ashamed to see her. But delicate and charming flowers are the easiest to wither, what's more, there are so many hardships and hardships that they are inadvertently planted in the shade. This scene is really sad! I don't know, after a few late spring, there was only sadness in the yard. I was detained and headed north. Who should I entrust this heavy revenge to? How can these swallows understand people's words and feelings? It's a long way, and we've passed the front mountain. How can I know the situation of the Forbidden City at this time? How can you not miss it? But only in dreams can we meet. But I don't know why. In recent days, I can't even dream.
This first word was written by Evonne, who was captured by the Nomads and saw apricot flowers on his way north. He used the withering of apricot flowers as a metaphor for his ruined fate, and confided his infinite worries tactfully and despairingly. This word was once called "* * *" by Wang Guowei.