Moss among clouds
You have been swaying state, under the soft red.
Bright eyes give birth to neon color, illusory for love debt.
With wide sleeves and high crown, Baoyi is full of belts,
What I think and what I am confused with, I am fascinated by everything.
One heart is not disordered, six dust is not contaminated, concealing a thousand kinds of love,
Robbing the fire cave is bad, but it pays all kinds of sorrow.
Mortals are like me, green silk is white,
The hair is golden hairpin, the eyebrow is black.
Or repent of being hurt by fate?
The end is not hard to guess.
Your posture is like snow, I plant from the clouds.
Fairy shoes should not have been dyed with moss.
When you lean on jiuxiaotai, drink and watch Xiacai.
Red pink skeleton, why be sad?
It's hard to guess what's in your mind,
It is said that love is as deep as the sea.
Mortals, like me, are withered,
The floating clouds disperse and the moon comes like a king.
Or can you cling to your destiny?
On the Sansheng stone, the prophecy is still there.
Gather and separate, love and hate,
Greed, anger, and infatuation do not ask, not if they do not love.
My ears and temples are touching each other, scattered in the river of stars, and wandering in the end.
When you return nine days ago, the scar of moss is hard to be seen,
Flowers bloom in the morning, but not in the evening.
Listen to Bai and ask if you should or should not,
Fireworks world, but return to dust.
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