Poems with routines, such as those that can't keep deep feelings from ancient times to the present, are only popular with routines. The more, the better.

If the sky is sentimental, the sky is old. Making people old used to be a routine. Where petals flow like tears, I hate saying goodbye to convention. No one has died since ancient times. When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about routines? With a wave of his sleeve, he couldn't take away a piece of helplessness. The routine is deep