Longpan peak is finely carved,
Why is the heart ashamed of words,
Love is hard to achieve, but it is also a waste.
Thoughts are like the sea and waves,
There are ups and downs, Hou Jun said.
Time flies in my spare time,
I'm waiting for you to hold hands,
Flower fragrance, moon shadow, autumn water wave,
Open your mouth and hope the enough paper is broken.
Have the desire to open and close the heart lock,
Sound and notes are in this life.
General idea: Stones are honed into fine products, which means that Si Tian is the person who grinds stone carvings and jade.
Yulong is interested in it, but it's hard to talk. It's really hard for him not to express his feelings. His thoughts flooded in, and his feelings were bitter or sweet. Only thinking or your sweetness can give the answer. In the anxious waiting, time flies, because Iraqis are willing to take back their exiled hearts. (It means to be a beautiful woman with all my heart, hehe), the moonlight rises and falls gently with the autumn water of flowers, so I want to burst my mouth while taking advantage of this beautiful scenery.
Oh, I wish you a beautiful recovery soon.
Rhyme makes me laugh, huh? ...
The hidden head is: Yulong has a sweet heart, waiting for the sound of bloom.