Wandering home mood poem

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Now it is full of sadness and taste, and I want to talk about it. I want to say, I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn is here! .

If you keep cutting, you will be confused. It is the sadness of parting, especially the general taste in your heart.

A piece of spring worries about wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.

When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.