The spots are only tied to the weeping poplar bank, where there is a good wind in the southwest. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Untitled Li Shangyin
The phoenix tail incense is several layers thin, and the green dome is cracked late at night.
Shan Cai Yue is so embarrassed that he can’t hide his shame. The car is driving away and the sound of thunder makes no sense.
It used to be lonely, golden embers dark, no news, pomegranate red.
The spots are only tied to the weeping poplar bank, where there is a good wind in the southwest.