Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Drunk peach blossom love, dancing fireflies in the grass and trees.

After searching for hundreds of times, the moon has fallen and the flowers have no luster.

The orioles are chirping, and the flowers are blooming in the night.

Sleepless year after year, the wood leaves are rustling with love.

The man in windbreaker at Qiaotou is singing in the cold Zen.

The tears of the moon dive into the wind, and the river boat is alone.

The swallows are falling on the window sill, and the bamboo is under the eaves in front of the flowers.

There is no wind and no sleep. The fog is short and people are still at first.