Poetry with the word love.

Love is full of elegance, and Dan Qing has extraordinary wisdom. It's like being close to each other, and it's more than an elephant.

The west is invisible, and there is no return for thousands of years. The state of empty sand is still in the room.

A smile is hard to get, but two moths love each other. The window wind does not lift the sleeves, but it feels light.

Spring breeze comes from the green curtain of Huatang, and the pavilion opens at dawn. At the sight of chaos,

I only doubt whether I can go to the cloud balcony.