Couples' names are beautiful in the ancient style of WeChat, and couples' names are beautiful in the ancient style of WeChat.

What are the names of couples who listen to the ancient style of WeChat? Let me tidy it up. Welcome to read and learn from it.

Time is unintentionally named? | Once named memories?

Sunset, sunset in Japan and America | Rain, rain, silence and sadness

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood.

Don't return the stationery | Leave me empty to sing the funeral of the bones.

The old friend loves the desolate north | Mu Chengnan's time north

If she just turned her head and smiled, there would be a hundred spells | smiling back.

He traded ten years for your innocence | I traded my life for your carefree life.

-fireworks get cold easily |-infatuation is fragile.

When I see it, I miss it, and I have two knots, and I have a candle scissors at the west window.

The flute on the moon is lingering, and the clouds are blue and the sleeves reflect the eyebrows.

The beauty of a half-life is only drunk for one person | the sorrow of a half-life is only hurt for one person.

Mo Li in Beichen Shallow Lane | Mo Xi in Wang Ruoyi Shallow Dream

Helpless smile | Lu Weiwei

Shaggy for Iraq | Shame on you

The string is broken, and generations of joys and sorrows are broken | The flowers have fallen, and how many vicissitudes have fallen.

No one can spend all the time flying snow.

Looking back and sighing | Floating to cross 3,000 roads

Late summer early summer early summer. Long summer and late summer are inseparable.

Ups and downs, C. | ups and downs C.

The time of that year hasn't arrived yet | Now, dusk has passed.

Whose clothes cover my shoulders | whose loneliness covers my clothes.

How many flowers fall in the dream | Pear blossoms reflect clearly.

Moon in the water, Su Lan, lying in Huayin mottled mirror.

Beautiful jade | west of the city

Childe chinese odyssey. | Beautiful as a fairy.

He Cuiming of Western Chu. | Dong Xian He Lufei.

Light rhyme, Yin Fei, drunk fireworks | Singing softly, singing happily, brightly lit.

The waning moon shines on the lonely building, and Fijians sing a song | The sunset reflects the grass boat and drinks a cool glass.

Shallow rhyme, low voice, drunk fireworks | Still water, deep water, surging, singing.

Rain rests in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xiao stays in jathyapple, Chang 'an.

An empty city, an old dream, a slip of the tongue.

The whole city only smiles for her | The whole city only smiles for loving him.

Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony | Never teach life and death to be lovesick.

Men are like smoke; Women are like flowers and thorns.

I am your supreme bride. You are my gentlest groom.

Don't be your man in the afterlife | Don't be your woman in the afterlife.

Who sings in the wind, who waits in the dream,

A truly beautiful man | A smiling woman.

I'm willing to wait for bloom, and wait for the flowers to fall | I just want you and me to accompany me.

The sunshine may not be warm | The night may not be sad.

It's cold at the end of the season and warm in early winter.

Half a year in July, stranger, stranger r| t.a, divorced, injured, derailed R.

Seek together without loving each other | Seek to meet each other without knowing each other.

I've wasted my whole life. I spend time with you.

Half a cup of green tea, half a cup of lake bottom sand | half a song, half a recent flower.

The west is not at the end. Dong Luo woke up.

Finally, finally, finally, finally, finally, finally.

Keep an empty city, wait for an old man | tie a red rope for a day, and look at a gentleman.

The sun, the moon and the sky are fleeting, who makes me gorgeous all my life | like water, who makes me happy all my life.

A plain face is like water, who hurts who hurts | Tears and heavy makeup, who loves who hurts.

Memory that cannot be deleted _ | _ Once it cannot be erased.

Draw a picture, draw a picture, outline the memories, and write down your worries silently.

Greed. |-desire.

In the early summer, when the lights are on, who confuses whose eyes | In its heyday, who captures whose heart.

The flowers on the other side say the sunset is beautiful | People here complain that the sunset is very sad.

Past, past clouds and flowers past r| past, past flowers and rain r

Exaggeration and boasting, vows of eternal love.

Little care about every day of the year | little dependence on ups and downs.

Never rest until I die.

Looking back at warm people, warm hearts and warm pupils

Whose old back was swept by time | Those old days with mottled memories.

The experience ends in the pious mulberry field | The picture is fixed in the ocean of time.

The lingering sound of falling flowers | the breeze has dispersed, and the year has not passed.

Sighing the fleeting time in bloom | Talking about the lingering of a piece of paper.

Time is passing, and we are walking. | We are sugar, sweet to sorrow.

-I have a cold. |-I have an asthma attack.

I don't call her honey. Not everyone, I will call her the one I love.

White memories |, stranded memories

Miss your face | miss your eyes

Who grows old because of humble waiting | Who is moved by oath?

A bloom in one world loves only one person in one life.