On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
2, like a dream
The door is embroidered with a renewed front. The lights in the class are like day.
Enjoy spring, * * * drunk night singing wine.
In the future. In the future. It is rare to be so arrogant.
3, pour a cup of music, do not leak flowers.
No deep leakage of flowers, long-lasting embroidery, warm scenery and clothes.
Change the scenery, the city gate is twelve, the Lantern Festival is three to five, and the silver toad is full.
Li Anyun restored Ling Fei's point of view. The emperor is beautiful and full of smoke.
Cuihua is lucky to be in Yuen Long, a multi-level city.
Dragons, phoenixes, candles and shining stars. Close to the mountain, open a feather fan.
Hui Yuefu, Erxian and Liyuan four orchestras.
It's dawn and everyone is still here. There are thousands of wells and mountains.
May you grow old and see the phoenix in the sky forever.