If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
Back to pearl, tears fell, and I hated not meeting before I got married.
Lonely and empty, spring comes late and pear blossoms are everywhere.
Looking around, very lonely and painful.
Xiao looks at the evening sky and clouds, thinking of you when he walks and sits.
I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
I can't eliminate this situation, but I frown, but I care.
When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, I miss you, but when I leave in autumn, I have little information.
Xiao Xuan sat alone in the land of lovesickness, feeling very depressed.
Talking about court affairs passionately, parrots dare not speak in front of people.
Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are ecstasy, and the moon is ecstasy.
I don't know your distance after parting, which is bleak and boring.