What is tired?
Helpless, look up to return.
The road is long, but when you remember,
The picture poised, the slap is broken.
Look at the drunken peach blossom, ferry empty Luo Shen hate.
Even thousands of gold and 貂, is hard to smile;
Sickle the clouds and leave, and thrombosis.
Tears, thinking;
The foreign tour is a thousand miles away.
One night cool hamper,
Focusing, the mother of the mother.
