[Yituyu] 2023.07.06 Light Spring Mountain Salsa

Upstairs, the apricot blossoms are cold at dusk, and the moon is slanting over the small railing. A pair of swallows, two rows of geese, the sound of the horns is faint. The people in Qichuang shed tears in the spring breeze. It should also look like the old days, filled with autumn water and light spring mountains. .