It was just a beautiful few days, and then it ended in a hurry.
There is still a warm sun hanging in the sky.
But I didn't sigh and feel sorry for them.
I have seen men and women invite the moon to look at the flowers.
Holding hands and embracing infected flowers are also in full bloom.
The faint aphrodisiac fragrance got into the warm-hearted room,
Ignite their desires and fly with the wind.
How many handsome men and beautiful women are holding hands,
I've heard the surge of emotion.
Sweet words are flying all over the sky,
More handsome, more charming, more playful and more charming.
Qingqing whispers shame the bright moon,
Mrs. Hua's face burned and her heart was pounding.
Arouse my long-lost husband's disorientation,
If I don't forget Mr. Lang.
There are many flower fairies, which are beautiful and beautiful.
Expect butterflies to fly to young flower pickers.
If you see intimacy and the river is rolling,
Listen and see, flowers bloom and fall.
It is nothing unusual for people to appreciate each other's temperament.
It belongs to the trend of natural spirituality and dynamic interest.
Alas, plants are destined to be beautiful for only one spring.
Waiting for next year's replacement and update.