Painting of a bird with a blue tail sitting on a tree branch

There is a jade tree in the palace：Surrounded by hugs；Ben Yingche，Such as white glass；There is a heart，Light yellow，Slightly thinner than an arm；Leafy jasper，Thick money，Finely crushed with thick pubic yin。Often with female whistling under him。Flowers bloom all over the trees，Zhān Zhān Zhān。Each lobe falls，Boom，Look at it，Such as red nau carving，Bright and lovely。From time to time, exotic birds chirp，Gross gold and blue，The tail is longer than the body，Wait for the mourning jade，Compassion。Every smell of life misses the land。