Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Meet sb. leave
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
When will you come here? Don't hesitate to come.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered.
Life is once in a blue moon, only parting.
Ferry (Xi Murong)
Let me shake your hand.
Then gently pull out my hand.
Know that missing takes root from now on.
Clouds and mountains during the day are solemn and gentle.
Let me shake your hand.
Then gently pull out my hand.
Chinese new year has stopped since then.
Tears flow into a river in my heart.
It is such a helpless stare.
I can't find a flower to send to the ferry.
Pin your blessing on your lapel.
What about tomorrow
Tomorrow is another world.