Always touch the fragrance of spring flowers. At that time, with the beautiful people, we used to anchor here, and we snuggled up to each other and entered the gentle township together.
On that day, the words rhymed badly, so I had to drink fine wine. We cut the lights together, but we thought the pot leaked too quickly.
Only more unforgettable, we swim together all day, play with the flowing water, walk on the green willow-lined road, on the surface of the Hengtang water, shake the laurel paddle, smile all over the Hengtang.
Ten years of a dream, infinite desolation, as if it were, the West Lake Swallow went, Wu Guoguan Wa Palace, the old nest was empty, revisited the hometown, I felt thousands of times, as always, calling people to pour fine wine, drunk and coveted.
But the clouds by the stream, the rain came quickly, and the wind on the shore rose and fell wildly, accompanied by the crows, flying to the twilight sky. If you climb the upstairs where you live with the deceased, whoever shares me by the column looks at it and points to the comment that the grass is slanting the sun.