Watch the flowers fall today, and see the flowers bloom tomorrow. Flowers bloom to the sun and fall to the moss.
Since the flowers are different, see you in a few days. Shu Kui Ge Hua Cen Can
A flower bloomed yesterday, and a flower bloomed today. Today's flowers are just right, and yesterday's flowers are old.
I knew that people are not as old as flowers, but unfortunately they don't sweep them away. Life can't be a teenager, so don't worry about selling drinks by the bed.
Please have the money to go to the restaurant, but I can't see it, sunflower. Yellow sunflower lishe
Don't send amateurs to see this flower, it's just dyed goose yellow. Good to chase the autumn wind to heaven, Ziyang ladies want to crown. Abelmoschus manihot flower
The famous flower has eight leaves and tender gold, and the color shines on the bamboo forest. Helpless beauty idle smell, straight doubt Tan slip of the tongue center. Let the yellow sunflower in the yard grow strong
Light makeup is a new light yellow dress, and I am late for holding the golden stove. Facing the moon, it seems a pity to pour the country's face, and leaning against the wind is like singing empty words.
I heard Tan Zhuo's words at the first sight, and I tried to talk to Yun. In order to give my colleagues a good look, I can't help leaving autumn dew. sunflower
Human physics should be inferred, not early autumn and late autumn. Although yellow is beautiful, the wind and frost are ahead. sunflower
I'm afraid the peony will turn purple again, and turn red after a long time. Charming is not like a girl in a mulberry room, but she is deeply fascinated by the next Weng. sunflower
Natural tenderness is bright, autumn is bright, and the light dyed goose skirt is light. It is better to be drunk than to be near a golden cup, but the heart grows to be a steam turbine.
There are no seeds on Siniang's road, but there is a little affection between her eyebrows and eyes. Don't borrow Ye Zhao's roots, envy him for being a loner. sunflower
Entangled powder, tired heart and vomiting English, wrinkled roots and soft leaves. On windy days, Jinxiu Cave is full of flowers.
The five-color species were left by Wu Dixiu, awakening people to shine the spirit of Chu River. Every year, every family has a bottle of peaches, peaches and calamus. sunflower
On the pool, the dew is very high, and the dew is zero. Tan Xin first leans to the Japanese side. The side gold is like a new lamp, and the steamed chestnut is the beginning of Joan.
Peony should not be promoted, and peony should avoid Yao's name. Who can count the broken autumn flowers? It goes without saying that everyone is drunk. sunflower
Spring flowers and summer flowers have fallen, showing a piece of autumn fragrance. The capital must be all over the earth, and the cover must be all carved.
The color of the clothes is even according to the water, and the dust is not strong. You should laugh at chrysanthemums. It's boring, fence Leng Yan. Huang Lian
To put it bluntly, the yellow rain did not divide, flying to the world like a cloud. Mao Mao rain in the sky often covers it, making it fragrant for several days. Huang Lian
As long as the wine is mixed with warm alcohol, the enemy will do anything. I want to write a poem, and I have a deep desire, but I suspect that I am laughing at the bald man. Song of sunflower
The crimson calyx is full of dew, which contains English and Zhu Yun. Who is as loyal as the temple gallery, who can show his mind and lean toward the sun? Two Sunflower Poems
Although plants are subtle, people are at a loss. Li died in Yinshan, not like a sunflower knows the sun. Two Sunflower Poems
After Cao, who returned home in triumph, Yang didn't forget it. Cold knowledge of the wild old door is cold, and the festival is unintentional. sunflower
When I entered Nagato, I only wore light makeup, and my autumn clothes were still old palace yellow. Finally, I don't believe in your kindness and fall in love with the sun every day. Fuyuan sunflower
The sunflower blossoms have stopped and the seeds are heavy. Long strip trapped in the wind and rain, lying on the pillow ridge.
Looking back on the first flowers, I am in jeopardy. When you can get it, you are ruined.
The floating root is not Ren Xue, but picking and harvesting the remaining species. At the end of forbearance, the stem is burning and piled up in the corner. sunflower
Peanuts are just around the corner, and the meaning has been found. Day after day, watching flowers. sunflower
Brilliant hair in Zhu Guangli, gathered in the shade. It falls on the same mountain at night and burns in the sea at noon.
The fragrance of the fragrance is precious, and the fresh light shines on the algae feast. Fang Qun was rewarded, and the lonely planting turned into pity. Shu sunflower talks about cultivation and benefits acres, and Iowa has lotus flowers and zepi. Seeing flowers with meaning in your eyes begins quickly, and your hard work and pride are not enough. Secular luxury, good flowers and ugly hollyhocks. Eleven thousand dollars is very small, so you can't enjoy the garden or poppy. It's a pity that the light comes on in an instant, but the sun is worried about rain. Wild people love hollyhock, which is good and durable. Juan is as straight as hemp as autumn frost. A thousand rotten flowers should be delivered in time, but manure can't be poured out of the hands of garden slaves. Beautiful brocade is more difficult to use than squid, and puffer fish is as palatable as carp. There are no carvings on the wide court, and the walls are as thick as a foot. Flowers bloom and fill the empty hall, preferably at the beginning of the day and after the rain. I want to show this flower a little and pour wine for the guests. Although this flower is cheap and expensive, who is a gentleman? Sima Jun's real name is pedantic. See the red and purple sunflowers in the cottage. It's cute to make a cottage with thorns. Who wants to see the whole city? Purple silk is a barrier, covering the sky and the sun, and red brocade cuts clothes and mops the floor. Melancholy suddenly comes from climbing, and desolation is mostly born at other times. No need to dream more, wild butterfly bees have their own feelings.