Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
When the garden vomited in the secluded bushes of three paths, Xuanshuang fell into the blue sky all night.
How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence.
Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice.
The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely.