Lyrics of Huo Zun's rolling bead curtain

Engrave each eyebrow on the heart

Thinking through painting

Stained with ink

Thousands of essays are yellow

The night is quiet and the window screen is bright

Dancing in a dream

Acacia on my heart

She is sentimentally attached to the tears of pear blossom

Who's going to go back

I'm languishing in the air

Ah, the smell of rouge

For whom is the rolling bead curtain

Ah, I don't see Gao Xuan

The moon at night is now embarrassed

The drizzle fell into the early spring morning

Wake up the buds quietly

Listen to the breeze

Sighing at the falling flowers

Who is playing the piano long in the clouds