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