also heard the wind, the autumn song Yan Yun Tao sent the worry sail, only pity flower, love notes to write Liu wute thinking! Remnant lotus weep hollow lotus root, Mei Ling fragrance permeate sleeve sleeve wind. Light piano courts, thousands of layers of snow, crazy calligraphy and painting hall boundless rain. Waning moon, Hanting, sunset, and Xiaofeng. Other houses are deeper and chilly. Hate the long Pavilion and see the wind and moon tired. The song of the jade tune is always dancing, and the flower laughs willow, who knows when tears come to the wind. Acacia into maggots, buried this life to eat the umbilical cord unparalleled regret, life lonely, always recall the dust before the waves, blossom on the other side, the moon is sad, where the spring wind will love me! When the clouds are beating the rain, who knows that the rain is tears, and the sorrow is turned into clouds.