On a cold spring night in the south tower of Huali, it is still like the Temple of Heaven in the royal house.
"Three Poems on the Temple of Heaven"
Year: Ming Dynasty Author: Yuan Hongdao
The peach blossoms in Xianyuan are fragrant, and I once watched the colorful clothes in the sky.
Liu Lang has lost his charm as he gets older, and it is too common for him to ask about his voice and appearance.
Return to the Temple of Heaven
I am tired in the knot area, so I left the flowers in the cave. When I came to the old city, there were thousands of people watching fireworks.