The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
Tan Shumo-I tried to read your hasty notes, but I found the ink was too weak: untitled, Tang Shangyin.
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
Blue candle burns its kingfisher feather lamp, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
There is also a book version of the sentence behind the neckline, which is the hibiscus flower embroidered by Sheyue.