The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is light.

Waiting for the fleeting time.

When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost.

Born with joy, died without regret.

The still water is deep, and the pale voice sings.

Life and death are rich and prosperous, and the son inherits it.

Gentle as water, ritual as a dream.

It's too far away. Yin and Yang are separated.

Wake up prosperous, a city barren.

Falling flowers are intentional, and running water is ruthless.

Awake and fragrant in the spring night?

In my prime, I was alienated.

There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget.

Only lovesickness is harmful to lovesickness.

Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?

At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless.

The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is light.

Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it.

Time is stagnant, and the years are quiet.

Amber heart, why nine drunk.

Now that you have been injured, why is it still empty?

Coloured glaze song, singing three emotions.

Finally, I was thinking about my face.

The sky is not old, and the heart is like a double screen.

Love is hard to get rid of, including Qian Qian knot.

Rocky coast, heaven and earth rotate.

In the dream, red-violet fell in pieces.

It's freezing, and it's a long way.

Emotion is ok, remember to be sober.