A little snow was secretly piled up in the alley around the corner tonight.
The hustle and bustle of the day has become a bright moon at two quarters of an hour.
Lights lit up the old street all night in the corner building.
Hurried because I was sad to say goodbye.
In my eyes, the 100-year-old city wall is still bathed in sunset glow.
The old man at Chengmen Duner played and sang one tune at a time.
Does it impress anyone
I am not that he
A Don‘t Grow Orchids in Beijing
The ancient road westerly winds rode thin horses.
Every household lights less away from home
Back to the three strings to travel the world
Hutong teenagers make a breakthrough
There is only one ancient temple left in the flower market of previous dynasties.
I can see the ancestral temple and the white pagoda on the double ninth festival
A bud appeared at the foot of the winter jujube tree in front of Grain Rain.
I have been away for too long and wonder if it will bloom.
Sugar-coated haws come in strings of ten
The alley mouth pinched a person
The family is in a small courtyard.
There is also a troupe living next door.
Practice gongs before dawn.
In my eyes, the 100-year-old city wall is still bathed in sunset glow.
The old man at Chengmen Duner played and sang one tune at a time.
Does it impress anyone
I am not that he
A Don’t Grow Orchids in Beijing
The ancient road westerly winds rode thin horses.
Every household lights less away from home
Back to the three strings to travel the world
Hutong teenagers rush out with inspiration.
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