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"Spring Thought" Southern Dynasty Xiao Ziyun Spring breeze in the tent, the rest of the flowers fell in the mirror. The pond lotus is rolling leaves, and the garden willow is hanging eaves. Zhubaijun changed himself, and Tuan fanned the concubine. Who can pity the old man, in the end for a new weeping. Here

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"Spring Thoughts"

Nanchao Xiao Ziyun

The spring breeze blows the tent, and the remaining flowers fall into the mirror.

The pond lotus is rolling leaves, and the garden willow is hanging eaves.

Zhubaijun changed himself, and Tuan fanned the concubine.

Who can pity the old man, in the end for a new weeping.

On this bright spring day, an abandoned woman was secretly sad.

This is a beautiful spring day, the spring breeze is rippling into purdah, and spring flowers are flying down the dressing table; The pond lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and the willows have been green and hanging from the eaves of the windows.

However, the corresponding is that an abandoned woman is secretly sad, and her husband is looking for a new love, which makes her sad, but she has no other way. People have deep sympathy for the woman's suffering.

"Spring Thought" Southern Dynasty Xiao Ziyun Spring breeze in the tent, the rest of the flowers fell in the mirror. The pond lotus is rolling leaves, and the garden willow is hanging eaves. Zhubaijun changed himself, and Tuan fanned the concubine. Who can pity the old man, in the end for a new weeping. Here
"Spring Thought" Southern Dynasty Xiao Ziyun Spring breeze in the tent, the rest of the flowers fell in the mirror. The pond lotus is rolling leaves, and the garden willow is hanging eaves. Zhubaijun changed himself, and Tuan fanned the concubine. Who can pity the old man, in the end for a new weeping. Here
"Spring Thought" Southern Dynasty Xiao Ziyun Spring breeze in the tent, the rest of the flowers fell in the mirror. The pond lotus is rolling leaves, and the garden willow is hanging eaves. Zhubaijun changed himself, and Tuan fanned the concubine. Who can pity the old man, in the end for a new weeping. Here

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