Mooring at night with a heart in mind
Birds roost in the forward forest, dim and cold. The lonely boat never stops, but the shared feelings are not the same.
The road to Sichuan is vast, and the thought of departure is Yuyu. Turning the pillow, the eyes are not yet ripe, and the quilt is wet with tears.
I am embarrassed by Feng Shui, and I am tired of sleeping and eating. Thinking about the wedding night, I know you are still here. The thrush likes to imitate Zhang Jingzhao, and the forehead dots like Ning Shouyang. The meaning is like a pair of mandarin ducks flying together, and the love is like a luan bird staying in the same forest. The flowers and silver lanterns dance against each other, and the spring returns and the swallows inhabit the painted pillars. Just borrow the flowers to add moonlight, and enjoy the autumn night as a spring night. The mandarin ducks are playing together on the water surface, and the couple is talking to each other in their hearts. The sparrow screen shoots the strange man's eyes, and the embroidered curtain draws the fate of the lady. In fragrant spring, mandarin ducks like to swim, and in the green trees, luan and phoenixes happily nestle. There are colorful phoenixes flying in the bright and gorgeous hall, and dragons dancing in the warm brocade tent. The curtains hang on the embroidered windows, and the silver candles and golden cups reflect the green eyebrows. Mandarin duck ribbons were folded in front of the tent, and a new peacock screen was opened in the hall.