Ancient style "Wordless Tears from Heartbreak"
The wind and rain were furious, and the willow shore silk was raging.
Where is the spring under Takeshita hidden, and the sorrowful geese disperse.
A lone guest on the Xieyang Ancient Road, alone on the Changchuan fog lock frost.
borrowed half a glass of wine to kill sorrow, and fell silently and tears from my heart.
