Hearing the sound of the piano in the middle of the night,

The scholar left with the sound,

He and she met.

Xiaoqian is entertaining herself with her hairpin, shaking gently in the wind,

The muscles reflect the flowing clouds, the feet are raised and the bamboo shoots are raised,

The daytime faces the face and is particularly beautiful.

......

That night,

Under the dim candlelight,

A handsome scholar writes poems in his pen,

The woman in white beside her,

Bright eyes flow, and a smile back and smile.

The moonlight outside the window is silent, flowers are flying all over the sky,

The two of them are in the same mood and smile at each other.

All kinds of emotions are filled with the corners of your eyes.

The two wrote this poem on this painting together.

......

That woman named Xiaoqian,

The eyes shine brightly, and the eyes are filled with autumn water.

A white dress floated by, a faint look,

An unintentional tilt seemed to be gorgeous.

......

The veil and the tent, the love of the man,

In the emotional state, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.

But when you turn around again, the beauty has left, and it seems like a dream!

......

Ning Caichen stretched out his hand, and his hand seemed to touch Xiaoqian's cold and smooth face, and said softly:

"Xiaoqian, I will wait for you to be reincarnated and come back. I just hope to see you for the last time before I die."
Chapter completed!