In Romance of the Three Kingdoms, when Liu Bei and Sun Shangxiang got married, there was music accompaniment. Wu yin is continuous and touching.
When the wind is clear and cool, the moon is high and the clouds are light. Beauty cares about cold clothes, but hard work on the anvil.
Clear dew condenses like jade, and it is distributed in the cool breeze at night. Lovers don't lie down, they swim in the bright moon.
Hongyan flies south and Ru Yan flies north. If you want to recruit people, you will return to the autumn wind.
Open the window, put out the candle and untie Luo Shang in the autumn moonlight. Laughing in the curtain makes Chunlan fragrant.
I remember the beginning of Sanyang, and it's dusk in September. Chasing Tai Shile, I don't feel during the New Year.
It's early autumn dusk, and the bright moon shines in autumn. Playing games hand in hand, the court contains flattery.
It's cool in autumn, and it's Gao Yueming. Lan Fang is fighting for makeup, and the account is waiting for double feelings.
In autumn, open the window to sleep, and the light shines on the oblique moon. There is nothing to say in the middle of the night, and Sapporo smiles.
Golden fan festival, high curative value condenses into frost. Climbing the wild goose will make you feel sad.
The vegetation is not glorious, it is autumn frost. Speaking of Taishi today, it is the ninth spring day.
I haven't missed you since I left. Always afraid of autumn leaves, no lotus leaves.
Excavated as a Kyushu pool, full of big houses. Plant hibiscus everywhere and get lotus seeds tactfully.
In August and September of the first cold, I wrapped myself in silk. There is no warm clothes yet, so what does Lang ask Nong Di to do?
Love two geese in autumn and two geese in spring. Blue eagle catches pheasant. Who should watch it?
Look up at the tung tree, the tung flower is very poor. May there be no frost and snow in the sky, and Woods will be married for a thousand years.
The Millennium is born in the morning and evening, and the autumn wind is sad for a long night. I remember Xu Lang's cold clothes and the essence of the pound by the moon.
Autumn wind enters the window and the curtains float. Looking up at the bright moon, sending love thousands of miles.
Don't be at the beginning of Sanyang, hope to return to autumn dusk. Evil sees the east running water, regardless of the west all the year round.