One

Ice soul snow out of the clear spirit,

Always dancing in front of the wind.

Waiting for people to ask each other last year,

The curtain was still silent.

Two

Always deceived by frost and snow,

Lonely Fang admires himself to this day.

Liuxiang is fortunate to be loved by the people,

Cold, glamorous, idle, Yashiyin.

A few green sleeves at the door,

A branch leans on the house to listen to the harp.

The horizontal oblique is not for the sake of blue eyes,

Straight to the front of the wind.

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