Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the grass-colored smoke remnants, there is no word who will rely on the will. It is proposed to get drunk on the crazy figure, sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless. The belt widened and eventually did not

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

In the grass-colored smoke remnants, there is no word who will rely on the will.

It is proposed to get drunk on the crazy figure, sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless.

The belt gradually widened and finally did not regret it, and was haggard for the people of Ishwa.

Thirteen and Junchu met, and the prince made silk bamboo in the mansion.

Just because of the feeling of Junyi review, it makes me think about Jun's dynasty and twilight.

Goodbye to Junshi concubine fifteen, and make a neon dance for Jun.

Sighing years like morning dew, when will the mud nest junya?

Last year, in this door, the faces of people were peach blossoms.

People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Reminiscing about the first acquaintance between the flowers, the red sleeves are half covered, and the makeup face is turned slightly.

Pomegranate skirt, so the slim jade finger is secretly twisted, double phoenix gold thread.

Bi Wutong locks deep courtyard, who expected two feelings, when to teach the strings?

Envy spring came to the double swallow, flew to the jade building, and met at dusk.