The Aesthetics of the Ancient Rhyme of "Ai"

You promised me a fine drizzle and a butterfly from Qi Fei, but in the end it was just floating flowers and waves, and it withered.

You once promised me 1 million to be a thrush, and Luoyang paper is expensive. In the end, I just miss you without regret, sad and beautiful.

You promise me every year, and I definitely am. In the end, it's just a meteor falling and burning.

You promised me a drink in the bridal chamber, and Yuanyang slept soundly, but in the end, the four seasons go round and round, and the gentleman didn't return it.

You once promised me to indulge in the flute and sing a childhood song, but in the end it was just beautiful and charming, all negative.

You once promised me to play the flute, and I will follow you forever. Finally, it was just raining and wet.

You promised me that the bead curtain would droop lightly, and a glass of aftertaste would make the fireworks fragile and the cinnabar cry in the end.

I wrote it in space.