Fresh and elegant, slightly sad, ancient poems about love (not particularly obvious ...) Thank you ~

I draw a blue river, and the water is leisurely.

Love the maple leaf on the night pavilion (initials: I love it). You gave birth to me, but I was old when I gave birth to you. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. After all, Qian Fan is not here, the light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken.