Often Yearning, Longing for Love, Without a Companion
Frosty makeup, wind in the tower, Cloud Jade distant, a night at Liangfu, autumn harvest,Autumn river water, morning chill, night accompanied by haunting dreams, a small guzheng, a single falling flower,Who lightly plays the lute, raises a cup of wine and the moon, who accompanies you, a small courtyard flower and moon, who pities a crimson robe, alone contemplates,Rainy quilt, thin gauze, raising hand, lightly plucks a cluster of ink fragrance, a fragment of deep affection to whom,Questioning red dust, who bestows rouge, flower pearl curtain, a courtyard flower language, unaware of azure lotus, a solitary shadow walking,Full of sorrow on the ground, fallen lotus root, a pool of stunning beauty, dreams have gone,Small butterflies, fallen lotus blossoms, rain falling smoke and flowers, powder and crimson all gone, who pities a beautiful woman, jade red all gone, a single autumn song, falling sadly,Water moon mirror flower, who pities the window outside, pale face, years of candlelight, fallen red, a curtain of wind, gentle sorrow, a piece of paper remnant,Day by day desolate, flowers wither jade moon, people lean and thin, maple leaf separation, years of autumn downy, fallen red dance, graceful posture,Twilight plays shadows, cold guzheng, lotus heart rain, tears fall in the Fenghui pond, affection and righteousness cool, fingertips pointing, words are icy,Halfway through the night, dew drops, fish drift, fallen swallows, who frowns,Lonely shadow wandering, heart grows cold, passionate love in vain, reminiscing, endlessly, leaning on orchid, wanting to speak, cannot,Gazing, boundless sorrow, fragrance, who comes to offer, east wind breaks, gauze window transparent, jade quilt thin,Leaving flower brocade, when the silkworm is born, wrapped in snow-white fat, warm affection, dense, half-way through the night, cold wind, cold moonlight,Screen pavilion fan, west window cool, frowning and guarding the moon, courtyard clear, leaning on a railing, who still listens to the guzheng's lamenting sound, a sorrowful melody, shattering jade bones,A fragment of passionate love, transformed into a shattered heart, who willingly sings this desolate song, a sorrowful cry, tearing crimson autumn apart,Cold fragrance, lonely sorrow, who lacks compassion, only red beauty remains, tears dampened clothes,Who blows the flute far away, how many years of glory have passed, sorrowful ending, beautiful grace, geese fly south, and letters sent to whom,Autumn wind, painting a screen with frost, who sings of flowers and peaches red falling, it's only butterflies and flowers, where to seek,Icy red, burying flowers, looking back, it's another autumn reflection, autumn river waves, painting rainy coolness,Crimson dust, lingering dreams, three lives azure, a small bridge frowning brows, jade steps icy, dusk deep autumn, cold has entered,A dress of cool tranquility, gazing at frost, heart becomes a ruin, dripping ice and dew, winter approaches, cold wind urges down, who will wrap a cold heart,Looking back, past lives, present life, future life, five hundred past looks back for you, resulting in this present passing by, a fleeting encounter,Five hundred past looks back only for you, after passing, a beautiful meeting, but must again part,Red flowers, for you in this life, drifting amidst smoke and waves, between clouds and water, walking under the moonlight,To take your hand, share the prosperity of the human world, for you fireworks and wet rain, for you moon and shadow play,To sing for you in a graceful costume, for you a crimson robe, for you snow kites, for you graceful butterflies, light and graceful,I wish for you distant mountains framed by your eyebrows, for you condensed dew, eternally, I most beautiful smile,For you a cluster of vibrant flowers, scattering the last petals, for you a stick of incense, dyeing my silk,For you a lifetime of tranquility, I willingly break my feather robes, for you to guard for a thousand years of fragrant, to exhaust my life, to drain all beautiful women,Bodhi tree, quiet listen to the rain, clouds twist and turn to admire your beauty, lamp before shadow, a night of longing, curtain deep,
