I only envy and forget about envy but not the immortals. If I say it is every day, then it is every day.

The breeze is bright and the moon is shining with Xiao Xingchen, and the snow and frost are proud of Song Zichen.

Forget the envy of a song that is far away, but when the song ends, people will not leave.

Despite the hustle and bustle of Yangguan Road, I still want a single-plank bridge to walk to the dark side.

Jiang Cheng and the dog face Chou Mian.

I just think that my heart is like a stone, but after all, we are not grass and trees.

Moving forward with pride, the lotus flower sings in the dream of the river at night.

Wen Qionglin, dressed in white, is a notorious ghost general.

The frost has gathered away your treasure, and there is no bright moon to send the breeze.