Heavenly Fairy, Love is Far Away, Zhang Xiange
Flowers fall on the windowsill in three or two. The most fragrant remnant spring is late. The slanting wind and drizzle weave into sorrow, the love is far away, and the people are far away. The words are full of lovesick notes.
Sleepless at night, pouring wine cups. Haggard hibiscus is hard to see. After a few tosses and turns, I hated my dreams. Pity the dream is broken. I have recited your name a thousand times.
Heavenly Fairy, a song of Acacia, Zhang Xiange
I still remember that spring was just right at that time. People and flowers are just as pretty. Now the red is scattered and fragrant, and the fragrance is old. Zhu Yan Lao. The catkins fluttered and were distressed.
A song of lovesickness is over. But the sigh book is gone. Pity who promises to turn into nothingness, how much foolishness. How much to complain about. All pay a bend of the moon small.
Heavenly Fairy, Ten Finger Buckles, Zhang Xiange
The wind is ready to penetrate at dusk. The moon is on the west floor frost cold sleeves. The autumn heart is tangled with deep sorrow, and the incense note is thin. Frowns. I remember the old days, and I often have wine.
A drink is as affectionate as ever. Zeng also spent the first ten finger buckles. The head teacher parted for no reason and folded the new willow. Toss red beans. Ask if you have a sincere heart.
(The cross law does not change)
Heavenly Fairy, Dream Can't Wake Up, Zhang Xiange
Autumn rain, autumn wind, autumn getting colder. A thin shadow of a melancholy lamp. Sitting alone by the window and drinking together, I can't wake up from my dreams. I can't wake up. The old thing is choked again.
Gathering dust is destined. Passers-by hurried and did not wait. The return date has changed to an indefinite date, and there is no spring response. Autumn is not due. Haggard and ashamed in the mirror.
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