This woman should have existed in the sky, and it is rare to smell it on earth.
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
People are like the bright moon, and their wrists are frozen with frost and snow.
Eyebrows are like distant mountains without tracing, and lips are like sand without drawing marks.
Beautiful shutter door, how quietly she leans against it, how troubled her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.