Talk on the pillow in the north window, and the south eaves are not inclined.
Climb the hook and drop the obstacle, insert the pipa.
The dream is smiling, but the sleeping temple crushed the flowers.
Yan Wensheng jade wrist, fragrant sweat soaked in red yarn.
Mother-in-law has been with him, arguing that family is not wrong.
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Under the north window, at noon, my wife is going to sleep with a pillow, climb up the hook for hanging the curtain, let the gorgeous curtain hang down, plug in the lute dial, and then lift it up and put it elsewhere. The bright face smiled with dimples, and the dark clouds of hair piled on the pillow were scattered on the fallen flowers floating in from the window. As white as jade, bamboo hairpin patterns are printed on the wrist, and the summer dress made of red fine silk is soaked with fragrant sweat. It was my husband who stayed with her all the time, even waiting for her nap. Don't mistake her for a prostitute in a brothel.