When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
author：Qufu Kongmen
Encounters
The teenager does not know mei's appearance,
Reading poetry knows that the snow is fragrant.
Spring comes in the cold wind,
Red candles count the dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
When I met a teenager who did not know Mei's appearance, I read poetry and knew that it was snow and incense. In the spring, when the cold wind came, the red candles were dyed with dry piles.
