After parting, I missed you for a long time after being separated by thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
Lying listening to the cries of the warblers, watching the butterfly dance and the flowers are hazy.
Wind and rain cover people's independence, when Cai Yun is in the month.
A little bit of acacia tears, stretching thousands of streams.
Remember Lin's words and be willing to press the courage to soften your heart.
In this life, Tang Di opened a cup of tea, and the glory was not as good as that of Jun three times.