Description

A beautiful woman in the southern land dances with a graceful, green waist. At a feast in the twilight of autumn, her fluttering sleeves brush against the clouds and rain. She is as graceful as a green orchid, as graceful as a soaring dragon. The beauty of Yue leaves the stream, the girl of Wu stops her white silk. Her slow movements are endless, her complex and graceful movements continue to the end. A swirling lotus breaks through the waves, tousled snow lingers in the wind. When her earrings fall, her eyes drift, her long skirt seems to drift into the air. I only worry I can't catch her, so I fly away chasing after a startled wild goose.