辜负天工，九重自有春如海。佳期一梦断人肠，静倚银釭

Failing to live up to the heavenly work, Jiuzhong has its own spring like the sea. In a good time, a dream breaks ones heart and stays with silver. Apart the red orchid can be picked, on the boat, the injury is. Pear blossom with rain, catkins facing the wind, a worry about debt. Looking back at that time, Qi Lou painted a splendid attic. Playing Yaother night silver zither in the morning, the singer and dancer is natural and unrestrained. As soon as it has changed since the city dynasty, it is fascinated, and it is difficult to be prosperous again. The golden hairpin is twelve, with three thousand beads, and it is desolate for ten thousand years.