A cup of Sauvignon Blanc.
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.
A thin layer of frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!
There is a high sky in the sky and blue waves rippling under it.
Heaven and earth are far away, can I dream over the portal and over the mountains? .
Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
Secondly,
The sun is full of lust, and the moon is bright and sleepless.
I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.
I miss you in a distant place, outside the blue sky!
It used to be an eye, but now it's a fountain of tears.
Oh, if you doubt my heartache, come back and see me in my bright mirror! !