A thousand trees bloom in the night of the east wind. More blowing down, stars such as rain. BMW carving car fragrant road. Phoenix Xiao sound moving, jade pot light turn, night fish dragon dance.
Moth, snow willow and golden thread. Smile and faint fragrance. But in the crowd once and again, I look for him in vain. Suddenly I turn my back, he gleams in sparse and obscure lights.