Jade puzzles are like paintings, silent scripts, pillow love letters, and blue dreams. Moonlight allures the city 〆﹄Broken strings╮ Like a faded photo A quiet song in the heart of the building The moon is reflected in the ice The moon is clear and cold ╰╮ However, the memory of the solitary cloud on a light-years-long rainy night exists in the snow. The flowers on the road are blooming for you. Gu Wan is thinking of you. I don’t know where the clouds are. The blue clothes are covered with snow, and I am drinking alone by the riverside of the Forgotten River. The king is in the world. The young master is unparalleled. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. Drunk in the breeze, the fleeting years were like water, and the years were scattered into poems, memories, and turned into tears. An old long letter promised you three lives. My king is as beautiful as a picture! It's half cool and the clouds are full of tears. I'm drunk and alone. Don't rely on the railing. Stepping on the peach blossoms and returning home to paint the long autumn night with flute songs and blue kites. Recalling the departure from Sheng. Returning to Nanshan at the end of the year. The fair lady in the south lane. The old man dyed celadon with ink and drinking in the wind. Plain clothes and white gauze. The bright moon shines in the shadow. Returning to the silk stream. The strings of the piano are broken in the deep lane of the northern road. How can the light moon flow? The song of hibiscus warms the summer and ends in my eyebrows. I look back to hear you sigh. The misty rain in Xiaoxiang is only for you. I look back in blue clothes and hold hands in the breeze. I sit in the floating dust and watch the clouds rise. The green lanterns and blue shirts are hidden. The gardenia years are drunk with ink and smoke.