Linjiangxian ~ floating clouds are dreams
Villager
Extremely blind Xiao Suo lonely and far away,
The wind shakes the fallen leaves to pave the steps,
Residual red incense is buried in winter.
Hedgehogs are proud of frost branches, and plain plums are accompanied by snow blooms.
Sighing that time flies easily,
The moon's shadow hovers hazy,
Helpless to let the wind cut.
The floating clouds are all dreams, and a tear fills the cheeks.
