Looking back with trepidation, I look forward to Chu Lou, you are thin; From behind the face,
Worried about your eyebrows, you look back; Hiding willows in your sleeve is a shame, and you are invited to swim after you have no intention; Beware of the lingering shyness after the smoke clears, but you haven't smelled it yet. The following words are: a piano feels old, but rouge is thin, and it has been staying for a long time; I asked Song bitterly, and half my life was divided into autumn. In my dream, I went boating and chased after it. The old place was cold and romantic, and I added whatever I wanted. Huishan Zhou, the northern scene, is full of memories.