Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but Wushan was not a cloud. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
When the ends of the world are endless, there is only endless love.
The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, I can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on my way back. If the love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?
Remember the green skirt, pity the grass everywhere. Hundreds of flowers pass through it, not a single leaf touches the body.< /p>
Three thousand weak waters are facing the sea, and I drink from a ladle with my heart in mind.
She should understand this allusion of "weak water is worth three thousand, take a ladle to drink", I hope the poster is satisfied