Dandelion. Excessive sympathy - clear as before. Old friend? Accepting the sin. Half a year has passed, and the heart is ruined. It’s not too late, and the beauty is under the moon - Time has been traveling for a long time? A person with heavy makeup. A tired traveler. Thank you As a gift, I come to greet you with a smiling face and greet the old wisps of solitary lamps and countless peach blossoms. It’s a pity that the two of you have wine. I’ll go with you. I’m not overestimated. I sing with you. Song of separation. Warm you till the end. The lights in the tavern are not extinguished in the Northern Autumn. An empty journey has taken place with my heart far away. Drinking and talking happily are Yi Kuan’s smiling face. White clothes are as white as blood. The moonlit night and the starry sky are full of fragrance. Last night, I was dreaming about a pond. Falling flowers are falling. Red flowers are falling. The trees are full of love. Wishes The moonlight shines on your lonely city? ╮ Tears make up. A sad song of loneliness. Beauty is hard to find. Flowers bloom on the other shore, recalling the fleeting years. The ground is covered with tears when people leave. Drunken in the arms of the king - ╭Sentimental actor. We hold each other's hands tightly in the blue sky, and we will accompany you to the end of the earth. I will regret it too late. One life is a beauty. ╮ Accompanied by dreams; at the end of the song, people must scatter flowers all over the city to offer sacrifices. Tears for the whole life? "Looking back at the drunken city, things and people are not the same. Stop smiling and look at the world of mortals and become old friends. Is it satisfying that the person is gone and the memories are still blooming and locked in the glass of pinellia? There is a beauty who will never be forgotten when I see you. A gust of wind is like a dream. The joys and sorrows are as geometric as a whale toward the sea at night. Sheng singing under the fence at night ? North of the North Sea, the deep sea sleepless and still water, singing songs for the first time. The rain alley is deep, the viola ink is flashy, and old dreams at night are only on my brows, but my heart is full of old friends sighing: the song ends and we are gone.. When the girl smiles, the colors in the world are all gorgeous. "Half-transparent Jincheng" "Liang Jingkong looks back at the dim scenery and sighs at the floating life. He has passed three thousand roads and is indifferent. He sees through the world's disputes that the flowers have not yet bloomed, and people's efforts are in vain. The moon is haggard and there is no one, and the ink is stained with tears of lovesickness. The beautiful girl in the city looks back and sheds tears on the city. She sings songs and paints her eyes and sings to Changqing.
I feel at ease when you are with me i Flowers bloom and your Pinellia i How can I sigh at the end of the song when the flowers wither and fall? Except when you look at me, I am looking at your so-called sweetheart. Don’t laugh when you are beside the water. The peach blossoms are drunk with a beautiful song and they are stunning. The world is floating and life has not stopped @ The beautiful city is like a dream, it may not fade away, the clear rain lingers, even the flowers have long been exhausted ╭ The tears of rouge leave people drunk, the lingering shadow of the pouring sun, the world is dyed with dust, the light of the jade hairpin melts into the hair, it also fades in the evening, if Jin is still drunk Tongfeng﹌ A branch of willow, in exchange for a drop of your heroic tears