1. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song melancholy collects the green tint. The whole hall is full of sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures.
2. The fragrance is lingering when the sleeves are moved, and the red lotus curls up in the autumn smoke. The wind is blowing on Qingyun Mountain, and the water is blowing by the tender willow pond.
3. Wu Daojian sews colorful dance clothes, bright makeup and beautiful clothes capture the splendor of spring, raising eyebrows and turning sleeves like snow flying. The independence of a beautiful city is rare in the world, and it stirs up the wind and makes people drunk and forgets to return home. The moonlight in the high hall has faded, and the jade hairpin is hanging with a tassel, so don't disobey it. Li Baijin folds his hood, and the white horse returns late. Dance gracefully with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east. Li Bai's fragrance is scattered by the light rain, and the sun shines down in the middle garden. The mangroves are shaking their singing fans, and the green beads are dancing on their clothes. The complex strings are paired with the wine, which makes people think about returning home.