The flowers are rich and the wine is rich. How does the temples frost and where does it come from?

The landlord seems to be wrong, but it should be: what do you mean, fat and thick, fragrant with powder, why has my temple turned into frost again?

From A Dream of Red Mansions

Okay, Song Jie.

The humble room is empty and the bed is full; Dry grass withered poplar, used to be a ballroom.

Cobweb covered with carved beams, green yarn covered with awning windows.

What do you say about thick fat and fragrant powder? Why are your temples frosted again?

Yesterday, white bones buried the loess faucet, and tonight, Yuanyang lies at the bottom of the red tent.

A box full of gold and a box full of silver, all beggars were slandered in an instant.

I'm lamenting that his life is not long, so how do I know I'm dead when I go back?

Well-trained, you can't be a girder in the future;

Choose cream beam, who wants to live in Yanhua Lane!

Because the gauze cap is too small, it has a lock cangue;

I broke my coat yesterday, and now I think purple pythons are long.

It's so noisy, you sing me on stage, but you think your hometown is your hometown.

That's ridiculous. In the final analysis, it's all about making wedding clothes for others!