Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
author：Lan Ruo's poems
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day.
——Wu Wenying, "He Bridegroom"
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
Remember the night rain of the empty mountain, and the spring wine of the short pavilion. The peach and plum are newly planted into a strange place, and all the pedestrians go behind. But the East Pavilion and Guanmei are thin. The landscape is green, the swallow is speechless, and the wind is fixed and the curtain is day. - Wu Wen
