Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon. I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.
From then on, Cher's name entered my heart. From now on, the pomegranate looks like Cher's face.
Back to Hong Sheng, the broken rinspeed, the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.
Hu Feng blows snow and travels thousands of miles to Longshan. I gathered on the stage of Junyao and danced for two years before. This morning is beautiful in itself, so avoid sunny days. On a sunny day, the Peach and Plum Festival is beautiful.
Longing for me to be a fire, forgetting that I am snow, seeing my tears, I don't know that I am heartbroken for you.
It began to snow outside the curtain and the incense was still burning. Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely.
There are six crystals floating in the sky, leaving your tears in your eyes. The scenery in front of me is not the scenery, but my memory of you.
I'm on the roof, I love choking the wind, the seat reflects the wind, and the snow swings quietly. The jade pool is like jade, a thousand years at a time. Wan Li reunited and met unexpectedly.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The road is slow and full of hunger and thirst. I am sad in my heart, I don't know that I am sad.