Inexplicable regret,
In the depths of love:
People who buy and sell things,
Those clouds flying overhead,
Cold, humid, sultry wind,
And shady hazel trees,
There, the rat-gray water surged,
Threaten the people I love.
White bird
Dear, I hope we are a white bird on the waves!
The meteor is not dead yet, and we are tired of its shining;
The sky is very low, and the light of the blue star in the morning light
Awaken you and me, an immortal sadness.
A little drowsiness escapes from lily and rose dreams wet with dew;
Oh, dear, don't dream of the meteor shining.
Don't dream that the light of the blue star lingers in the dew;
I hope we can be Bai Niao on the waves: me and you!
I am troubled by countless islands and Dannan Lake.
Where time will forget us and sorrow will no longer come;
Will soon be far away from the erosion of rose and lily starlight.
As long as we are Bai Niao, my dear, wandering in the waves!
arrow
I think of your beauty-this arrow.
What shot into my bone was an arrow made of crazy ideas.
No one can look up to her like this, no one;
When the cardamom tip just bloomed, a woman,
Cultivate natural elegance, as well as chest and face,
Beautiful complexion, like apple petals.
It's getting closer, but because
For one reason, I want to cry over the beauty of the old days of the season.
Lida and Swan
Sudden attack: on the tottering girl,
A pair of huge wings are still flapping, and there are a pair of black webbed wings.
Touching her thigh, the goose beak holding her neck,
His chest clings to hers.
Fingers, in a daze, how can I have the ability?
Push Bai Rong away from his loose legs?
The body, overturned in the white waves,
I only feel a strange heartbeat!
My waist and thighs trembled. It came out.
Broken walls, the podium is full of smoke and flames.
And the death of Agamemnon.
When she was possessed.
The local area was conquered by the blood in the sky.
Until the cold beak let her go,
Did she gain his strength and knowledge?