Where does a leaf drift? Leng Yue shines all over the world. Bitter wine makes people sleepless, and the night cries sadly. Love to live, you know, beauty is not accompanied by the end of the world. Acacia becomes sorrow. Recalling Yueyang Tower, the water in Hunan is clear, and the past is ancient.
The heart is hard to miss, and time is always lonely. Ritual and Du Jun are difficult to get along with. Leaning against the window and complaining to Qiu Chan, my heart became empty. Don't worry, everyone knows that bitter wine can't pour out centrifugal sorrow. Love makes mistakes. Lonely, uncorrupted, intoxicated, enjoying the clouds.