Listening to the rain in front of the lamp, dreaming of cutting candles at the west window. It is impossible to return this night, so whose flowers and wine are they?

This is a fragment of Gu Yan's dream of going back to the west window to cut candles. Qiu wrote: Listen to the rain before the lamp and dream of going back to the west window to cut candles. It is impossible to return this night. Whose flowers and wine are they? Quiet, sentimental about spring affairs, missing a thousand points of resentment and sadness. Whether the ribbon in the mirror remembers each other or not, only this month is separated from the dust.

The general idea is that a person sits alone in the middle of the night, listening to the cold night rain under the faint candlelight in front of the window, and the dream returns to the scene where we used to cut candlelight together and sit around the window and talk at night; It's just that the time for returning tonight has not been determined. Even if I am addicted to drinking with the flowers in the garden, who can accompany me? In this warm spring, my heart is full of sadness and sadness, and all my thoughts and thoughts are ringing in this sad song with this voice. Look at this face when you look in the mirror Do you remember the man who missed you in the distance? Now, even in the moonlight, we are so far away, across Qian Shan.