You said you would come, but you didn't come, you didn't leave me any clues,
Better than the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.
I cry for you to leave forever, I can't wake up yet,
I tried to read your hasty note, but I found the ink was too weak.
Blue burns your candle in its kingfisher feather lantern,
A sweet smell slipped away from your hibiscus curtain.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain,
And you're on the other side, 10 thousand peaks away
(2)
The wind is blowing from the east, misty and rainy,
There was a faint thunder from the wheels on the hibiscus pool.
Jin Chan locked the lock and burned incense.
The jade tiger tells the story of the water it is drawing on its rope.
A great lady once stood behind a screen, favoring a poor young man.
Once, a fairy girl, a prince from Weiyi Wang, brought a bridal mat and disappeared.
Spring is not in full bloom,
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
(4)
Mourning politics is followed by urgent treatment,
Cherry blossoms are always hanging on the banks of Yang.
Whether the old lady in the host is married or not,
Three and a half months a day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old.
Look at the same wall after Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Back to the exhibition, turn to the fifth watch,
Liang Zhongyan smells a sigh.
Brother Wang visited him with the terrorists and saw that he had a drink, so he mourned for it.
Don't go, because send.
Fu Xie's family is the end of the ancient family,
At present, the management right of Song belongs to.
There is no place to hang curtains,
I fell on the bed when I wanted to dust.
Ji's little boy is still poor,
How can a charming girl in the left family have hope?
It's hard to get rid of sadness and illness,
The west wind in Wan Li is long at night.