The drunken and depressed of writing Song Ci [Qi Wu Feiju]
Perched on the black flying, the green mist of the Jianghe River is bright and extinguished, and the incense is burned and the sleep is clear. The shadow of the flower blows the sheng, and the ground is full of pale yellow moon.
The moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, and when it intersected with the earth, it became a hazy yellow, as if it had paved the earth with a soft layer of pale yellow silk.
This silk is as light as dust and as thin as cicada wings.
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