The dark fragrance is sparse, and the night is not young.

Laughter bells rang on the east wall.

The gentleman is like a gentleman, and his waist is worn by Xuanxuan.

The beauty is like Qi, and the jade ring is Langlang.

Lovers under the moon, talk about heartfelt writing.

Camel clouds in March, cracked silk in April.

The beautiful woman is beside her, and she is dressed in a feather coat.

The dowry is like a mountain, and it is now in the hall.

Wangjun Shuang, Panqing red makeup.

I don't know when I will become a pair.

Scorching new peach, its beautiful demon.

Who's daughter, ten miles of red makeup.

Who's son, riding the horse beside him.

The red candles are flickering, and the lights are in a trance.

May I be with you, and the earth will last forever.

Spend the white head together, and the land is desolate.

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