The wind dances and the snow shadows fly all over the sky,
In my dream, I hope the snow will take the letter home.
Looking back on the snowy night,
Beautiful women travel north and south.
The beautiful image in the painting is fading,
Turn sadness into tears in my heart,
Who knows that lovers are bitter apart,
It's hard to hate jade.
If there is no meeting day in this life,
In the afterlife,
If someone gets in my way,
Cut off the hearts of the world without regrets!
Two people of the same kind don't,
Trying to make a promise breaks your heart.
When the soul dies,
I want to kill Yan Jun a thousand times!
The north wind is snowing, and the red berries are beautiful.
When will Sijun return? I'm going to wear Xuefei.
Look at the snow and think of your wife.
Seven-syllable/seven-syllable metrical poem
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Walk five miles back and forth.
My wife went to buy medicine.