Autumn wind always destroys purple orchids
Yesterday I still had a frosty complexion
Life is unsatisfactory
Sometimes a man is poor
Who can comment on this feeling of depression?
The sun is miserable and the clouds are dark
The clouds, dragons, winds and tigers are all handed back
Ningqi suddenly met here
If you don't come, you'll just hold grudges
I recall that I was a guest at home yesterday
Night light holds grudges and laments sorrows
Love the mountains unwaveringly
