The setting sun shines on Taohuawu, and the willow is red.
2. Is it embroidery and spitting? Roll up half a curtain of fragrant fog. When the hand reaches, the cuckoo crows and the swallow admires. Live, live! Don't let it bounce. Don't go!
3. A wisp of fiber hanging in the air is just a winding thread hanging down. The system is also difficult to bind, and the east, west, north and south are separated.
I don't care if I leave, but I know when I fly. When the warbler is worried about butterflies and exhausted, it is to meet again next spring-once every other year.
4 powder falls on Baihuazhou, and Xiangyanlou is broken. Round and round, in pairs Wandering is as thin as life, empty and romantic!
Every grass and tree knows sorrow, and youth is bald. Sigh this life, whoever picks it up will receive it! Regardless, I will marry Dong myself, and I have to endure it for a long time!