After a storm comes a calm, the pillow is cold. Jingtong leaves make autumn sounds. Who wants to be as light as a leaf, thousands of miles away.
Dreams break the ancient Taicheng, and the moon is light and flat. You must bring wine when you visit the new exhibition hall. Seeing the house in Xie Wang at that time, the tobacco turned green.
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After the rain, the sky is clear and clean, the pillow is cold, the autumn wind blows the plane leaves, which sounds like autumn, and I wander thousands of miles away, just like the plane leaves in this wind.
When I woke up from my dream, the moonlight on the ancient platform city gradually dimmed and the river tide rose to the level of the shore. I only want to trace the generous voice of the new pavilion in the past. Now, not only is he not here, but also his house can't be seen. Only tobacco is green.