The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost.
Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face.
Chang Xinqiu's Ci (2) Wang Changling
The autumn halls at night, the sounds at night, and the night in first frost still remember Emperor Han Yi.
Deeper, under the cutting of the silver lamp, my eyes turned to Miyagi Prefecture.
Autumn Ci (3)
Author: Changling Wang
The broom opens the golden palace, and the round fan lingers.
A beautiful face is not as beautiful as a crow, and it can also bring the shadow of Zhaoyang Hall.
Chang Xinqiu's Ci (IV)
Wang Changling
If the unfortunate man's fate is to be lost in thought for a long time, then he will see the dream of the king waking up again in his mind.
The light shines on the west palace, knowing that it is a night drink, and seeing the favor.
Chang Xinqiu's Ci (V) Wang Changling
In Changxin Palace, there is only the bright moon, the voice of your highness Yi Dao.
The Millennium Hall is full of traces of weeds, and the red Luo Zhang is in deep love.