Hou Xian's The West Chamber ... The lyrics are ...? ... appreciated by capable people.

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Walking through the west wing, I smelled a fragrance.

The lady next door is still among the flowers.

Shoes have forgotten their original direction.

Stop at the age of eighteen or nineteen and feel blue.

How to reward the flowers in the flowerpot?

Compare this girl with it.

May a piece of flower paste be made next to the flower.

It doesn't take March to be intoxicating.

The day before the solstice winter

The scholar walked into the west wing again.

Miss Encounter is enjoying flowers on the windowsill, waiting for rainy days.

How many times have you read famous poems and copied famous paintings?

The scholar's dream is still in the west wing.

I went back to the west wing, daydreaming twelve years ago.

Write down who you were.

The water tone starts with a sigh.

I'll go through the west building again, after twelve years of talent.

The flowers are still there, and the building is empty.

That flower blooms, and people can't stay.

Walking through the west wing, I smelled a fragrance.

The lady next door is still among the flowers.

Shoes have forgotten their original direction.

Stop at the age of eighteen or nineteen and feel blue.

How to reward the flowers in the flowerpot?

Compare this girl with it.

May a piece of flower paste be made next to the flower.

It doesn't take March to be intoxicating.

The day before the solstice winter

The scholar walked into the west wing again.

Miss Encounter is enjoying flowers on the windowsill, waiting for rainy days.

How many times have you read famous poems and copied famous paintings?

The scholar's dream is still in the west wing.

I went back to the west wing, daydreaming twelve years ago.

Write down who you were.

The water tone starts with a sigh.

I'll go through the west building again, after twelve years of talent.

The flowers are still there, and the building is empty.

That flower blooms, and people can't stay.

Birds in the tree, why are you frowning?

Everyone on the ground is drunk with a sweet word.

I went back to the west wing, daydreaming twelve years ago.

Write down who you were.

The water tone starts with a sigh.

I'll go through the west building again, after twelve years of talent.

The flowers are still there, and the building is empty.

The moon shines in clear autumn.

I went back to the west wing, daydreaming twelve years ago.

Write down who you were.

The water tone starts with a sigh.

I'll go through the west building again, after twelve years of talent.

The flowers are still there, and the building is empty.

That flower blooms, and people can't stay.