Some words with beautiful artistic conception

Glass, rouge, hibiscus, strangers, Lausanne, Luoyuelou, Shenglou, songs, floating smoke in the south, the sound of wind, the night is as cool as water, the moment of youth, the flowers bloom on the street, the dreamland, the phantom, for a moment, it is bright, pure, melodious, hazy, melodious, dispersed, silent and integrated. Long glazed rouge, hibiscus and strangers, Lausanne, Luoyuelou, Shenglou, Songs, Southern smoke and floating flowers

I remember you once said that on a sunny day, we would sit on the beach together and wait for the stars to come out. Count those little bits of romance in the night sky. However, your persistence and determination left only the sound of the wind on this beach and the cool night like water.

There is a person in this world who is always waiting for you, no matter when, no matter where you are, anyway, you know, there is always such a person

How can you, The snow is cold and cold, and it has been frozen for several thousand years of reincarnation. The plaintive voice removes the boldness and indifference in my heart. Injury, loss. All the flowers have fallen. The tide goes out. The prosperity fades into yellowed teardrops. Is it withering, or is it turning decay into magic?

Create a coincidence that is not a coincidence, just for that passing by, ruffling a pool of spring water, a small bridge, and flowing water in people's homes. Summer bugs cannot be described as ice

Little bridges and flowing water, people's homes

Sunshine pierces the heart

Youth taints the years

The best way to stop slander is self-cultivation

Don’t say that you didn’t predict the death of the peach, and its flowers were burning

There was no choice but the flowers fell away, and it seemed that the familiar swallows came back

The fragrance of the tea was gone when the book was gambled, and at that time it was just The Tao is Ordinary

On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one is whispering in the middle of the night

I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever

The relationship between life and death is broad, as told by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.

Heaven and earth are united, so I dare to be with you

Green Zijin, I think about it for a long time. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come?

The flowers are blooming in full bloom

Asking what love is in the world can teach you how to make love between life and death

The flowing light is flying

Southeast Xingsheng, Sanwu City, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes.

Sanqiu Guizi, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms

Thousands of Mountains with Dusk Snow

The flowers drift by themselves and the water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.

The wind is gentle and the clouds are calm

When I read the red medicine beside the bridge, I know who I was born for every year.

Without roots and buds, it is not a flower of wealth in the world

With the harp and harp at your side, the years are quiet and peaceful

When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will conquer countless people in the world

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Apricot blossoms rain in Xiaoxiang in March, plum blossoms rain in yellow in June, and osmanthus and sycamores rain in August

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the gallery listens to the rain and sleeps

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like smoke, Listening to the rain in the gallery

The misty rain is hazy, as if you can cut out the words from the poem in another life