Li Qiao
Twilight turns cold and fire, and spring palace grows old. On the bank of Yeshengchi Road, flowers fall in phoenix court.
Martyrs are loyal to each other, and scholars visit the industry. I plan to drain three sets when I am red.
Tihuai
Weng Chengzan
The makeup is yellow in the rain, and every sentence attracts cicadas to send the sunset.
Looking back, when I was an official, horseshoe was busy for you all day.