"Acacia by the Purple Peach Blossom Valley"

Peach blossom pieces are double pieces, stacked with green water, and complain.

The silver light wisps and wisps, mourning the green mountains and sorrowful.

Yijun used to dance with a single sword, hissing, and a tiger swimming in a snake.

I want to go to the flute and dance, my clothes are fluttering, and my feathers turn into butterflies.

Sigh that the past is still there, tears ripple, thin and yellow.

Looking forward to the future leaping over the sea, smiling, amphibious orchid.

Round that, a curtain of dreams, burning that, into the bones of lovesickness.

Pour that, tie the affection, solve that, a thousand knots and thousands of thoughts.

No regrets, spend the years with you!

-- Alluring blue rain

"Murong Chong, the prince of Tianquan, never forgets Zhao Ziyan"

Sprinkle flowers all the way, carry a wisp of fragrance,

Borrow a blank scroll, and the book does not regret the time.

With an obsession, go to the end of the world,

Draw a landscape and have no regrets in this life.

Plant a heart flower red dust, decorated with a green leaf for years,

Tear a piece of auspicious clouds as a companion, and tear a wisp of silver light to follow.

Fold a peach branch to commemorate and carve a piece of acacia to the bone.

The road is a wind and snow, and it tells a period of desolation.

―Blue Rain

"Zhao Ziyan Listening to the Rain on the Terrace"

The wind is Xiaoxiao, and the fallen leaves are asking, why are you lonely and cold?

The rain is coming, the platform is waiting, and Junzheng is muddy and returning to his hometown.

Thunder is roaring, raindrops are mocking, what are you dreaming of?

The lightning flashed, the sky was angry, and he was at the village of Zhengye.

🔥 Blue Rain

Murong Chong was obsessed with Zhao Ziyan

Sprinkle flowers all the way, carry a wisp of fragrance,

Borrow a blank scroll, and the book does not regret the time.

With an obsession, go to the end of the world,

Draw a landscape and have no regrets in this life.

Plant a heart flower red dust, decorated with a green leaf for years,

Tear a piece of auspicious clouds as a companion, and tear a wisp of silver light to follow.

Fold a peach branch to commemorate it and carve a lovesick bone.

The road is a wind and snow, and it is a piece of heart.

-- Alluring blue rain

"Winning the World: The Troubled Times" Shen Wenliu couldn't bear to kill Zhao Ziqing

Wen Qing has his heart, and in an instant, he is gray,

Sitting in the golden chair, my mind was empty for a long time.

At that time, Qing said that the party until death was Hugh,

If Qing has two intentions, why not be negative?

Sad and sad, the past is afraid to look back.

I am all over the world, Bo Qing looks back,

Unable to prolong the heirs, it is difficult for Qing Qing to stay on his behalf,

That night was heart-wrenching, and there was no end to it.

Qing also advanced and retreated, and Wen Liu regretted the beginning.

There is no sound on his face, and his heart is already sad.

Qing is not made of grass and trees, and the contradiction is phoenix and dragon.

The rabbit died and the fox cooked, and the warm flow was unbearable

Possession is not love, and the Qing chooses to go or stay.