Clouds and the past have fallen into the sky;
The wind blows leaves and flowers,
The rainy weather is beautiful;
Falling flowers are all right and all wrong with the wind,
Residual leaves are waiting for the sorrow of the world;
Love is against nature,
I just want to be a butterfly and fly with you.
References:
It's called sadness.
Send a bosom friend
It's hard to be fascinated by the young people in Shuibi Mountain.
The ancient road pavilion sends friends away.
The moon shines on the willows,
Half a breeze dances with the standard.
The branches of western Western jackdaw are sad,
The regulation of the valley is called sadness.
Riding a whip and beating the king,
Expect two-phase regression
The flowers on the mountain attract bees to fly around,
Butterflies dance with flowers.
Want to be a butterfly,
I wonder if a beautiful woman can accompany me.
Shanbo Yingtai has been passed down through the ages,
Love will eventually make a family.
Love with my son Whitehead,
Take your hand and go far away.
Seven laws. To father.
Woke up in the morning, stunned. Fortunately, it was a sad dream.
I don't know how kind I used to be, but now Xiao Fang is full of emotions.
Carrying five people's waists like iron, hard work will turn you into a lotus.
Unscrupulous dogs get the word today, asking for horse respect.