"Nü Guanzi·Yuan Xi"
Song Dynasty·Jiang Jie?
The fragrance of Hui flowers is also there. Xueqingchi Pavilion is picturesque. The spring breeze came, and on the Baochai Tower, there was a sound of shengxiao and glass light. Now the lights are hanging everywhere. It wasn't the dark dust and bright moon, it was Yuan Ye. In recent years, I have been lazy and timid, and I am shy and fighting with moths.
The people of Jiangcheng quietly started to fight. If you ask who can explain prosperity, then ask God to borrow it. Remove the remaining red hair. But in the dream, there is a faint, tin-che-luopa. Wu Jian silver powder calender. I will write down the scenery of my old home as idle talk. The smiling green servant girl next door is leaning against the window and still singing, as the sun sets in the west.
Translation: The Cymbidium orchid blooms emit bursts of fragrance, and the clear sky after the snow reflects the pond, marsh, pavilion and pavilion like a painting. The spring breeze blows to the exquisite singing houses and dance pavilions, and the sound of sheng, flute and pipe music is everywhere. The colored glaze lanterns were shining brightly, and the whole city was filled with laughter and joy. Nowadays, a few small lights are hung casually, and it is no longer as good as in the past when gentlemen and women were a mess. The colorful lights reflected the dusty sky, the traffic was busy, and everyone was joyful. What's more, I have become disheartened in recent years and no longer have the heart to have fun and go shopping.
Jiangcheng is desolate and silent. Listening to the drum beats, you can tell that it’s just the first update, but it’s already so deserted. May I ask who can ask God to regain the previous prosperity and peace? I removed the remains of the red candle and could only vaguely see the scenes from the past in my dreams. People are coming and going, cars are rumbling, and there are clouds of beauties holding ropa. I was just thinking about using Wu’s silver paper to jot down the scenery of my homeland on New Year’s Eve so that I could remember it in the future.
I laughed and sighed at the girl next door with black hair, leaning against the window railing and still singing "Sunset"!