Alright, the following is a complete poem describing ancient beauties: Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi Xin Qiji the east wind at night releases flowers on thousands of trees. The wind blows down again, And the stars fall like rain. the road is filled with the fragrance of carved wagons and precious horses. The sound of phoenix and flute moves the light of the kettle, and the dragon and fish dance all night long. Moths and snow willows, golden threads. The sweet laughter faded away. I've searched for him a thousand times in the crowd. Suddenly I look back, but that person is in the waning lights.