Meng Haoran wants to give his heart to heptachord. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Li Yu has nothing to say to go to the west wing alone, and the moon is like a hook.
Xin Qiji: "Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the building. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn. "