How sweet the sound of settling down is
This little waist branch
An Elaeagnus angustifolia is inserted obliquely on the cliff.
What can I love you with?
Red fruit sticks to the waist.
I can hear your heartbeat.
It seems that the eardrum is getting more and more
Close the horseshoe
Wrap us tightly in a crisp way
Three words in a clear tone
Clouds need clothes, flowers and capacity,
The spring breeze opened the threshold and showed its richness.
If it weren't for the head of the Yushan Mountains,
I will meet Yaotai under the moon.
Red dew is fragrant,
Making love is a waste of time.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace?
The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Famous flowers poured into the countryside and enjoyed each other.
Looks like a smiling king.
Explain the infinite hatred for the spring breeze,
The agarwood pavilion withers in the north.