Tang Yin (Bohu) in Ming Dynasty
It rained last night, and several flowers were light and charming.
The beautiful woman stood up from the blue room and folded her makeup in front of the mirror.
How about making Lang Hua a slave? It is not as elegant as a flower.
Beauty is angry at words, but she doesn't believe that dead flowers are better than living ones.
Before you crush the flowers and throw them at Lang, please ask Lang to sleep with them tonight.
Bodhisattva Man XI
Deng Su in Song Dynasty
Sneak into the snow through the window. The bridal chamber is half drunk and returns to spring scenery.
Silver candles shine longer. Luoping encircles Ye Xiang.
Yushan has a quiet dream. Tomorrow is the end of the world.
Leaning against the dark lotus. Autumn dew is thick.