The moon falls and plays the butterfly dance, and the firefly phantom bathes the warbler;
The waves are soft and the rainbow dreams sink, and koi fish embraces the moon algae.
Humanism Flower Demon Qing Ada, I said Liu Wenjun Lan Zhi.
Write whatever you want, write whatever you want and do whatever you want.
What's the pity of dew wet clothes? There is nothing wrong with stepping through the snow to find fragrance.
Dream on the lake
You can travel three thousand miles to Jiaohu Lake in summer.
The moon hangs in the sky.
Dream butterflies are flying among the flowers.
Do not love graceful green.
Cast a piece of green on the lake of Cui Ying.
Bi Cai Yi Yi Bai Wan Yu
The corridor of the Champs Elysé es is full of deep feelings.
The rock twists and turns.
Dancing and spinning
Broken lotus walks in a dream.
The vague customs of a place
Crispy hands and the poetic rhyme of the seven wonders of the piano
Youyou ancient songs
Yingying old words
Sleeve dancing is just waiting for the rhythm to come.
The frosted cage yarn has a faint fragrance.
What is the charm of lips and eyebrows?
Drunk evil.
Sandalwood fills in the past column.
Tuanfan Yiren flies fireflies.
Zhi Zhen Qin xiu
What is the significance of brocade?
How many incense needles did you drink?
It looks sad.
Soft hole
Yixian
Zhu Yi
A hint of eyebrows locks the autumn.
The sorrow of the little star
The bright moon is like a distant wall.
Who complains about Diandian's situation?
Shout thin and sing.
Se se Gu Feng
I'm so sad and intoxicated.
I just hate that the ribbon can't catch up.
Beauty becomes history with the wind.
Broken duckweed in the shade
All ashes.
Frown
It torments my heart again.
Hand boat
Hazy rain
Catch a dream lotus
Play a pool of koi fish.
Poetry is crowded.
Carving, bathing, wind and throat
Night enveloped thousands of people.
Plain paper rendering between blue bricks and tiles
Soft and charming brocade hibiscus
Continuous as silk, beautiful.
Be clear at a glance.
Binocular beauty
Artemisia ordosica broke Wang Qingyan.
In the vertical dense smoke and rain.
Look back at dysprosium green.
A ship full of stars.
Singing in the song of summer insects
Put your heart in the lake.
Reheat it.
Yizhengnong
There's no need to be coquettish.
Naraku.
Clouds break the autumn, melancholy, wandering alone, desert light dust, tears streaming down her face, ribbon can not catch up, lock the sapphire box alone, string breaks, frost falls and cries, speechless;
At the beginning of the month, flowers are everywhere, and the stars are dyed with banana shadows. Holding a boat, I sang a song about my appearance, thinking about it silently, thinking about it, worrying about it and catching a glimpse of it.
"This love has become a memory."
Clean up old wounds
Take refuge in a strange river
Leave a memory in the broken window.
Bound by Greenwich's rules
Rush forward at any time
Tides rise and fall, tides rise and fall.
Dispersed heartbeat pulse
It's just me.
Hide in the corner
Foggy
The rain of sadness never stops.
Covered in blood
cover one's face
The moonlight shook the shadows.
Full of stars
But you can't decide your own light.
A passing meteor
On a slender dark canvas
Carve a dazzling wound
Scattered in my heart
Is to miss.
Duzui Qingfeng
Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.
Send wine to each other
Yizhengnong
Nobody loves you.
Who is worried?
Write twists and turns
Answer directly.
Empty pills with folded sleeves
Gone With The Wind
Send a song together
Provide; give
The End of the Wind and the Legend of Qingping
Petals of lily of the valley
Can't stand the slender attachment.
Flowers after rain
Eventually wither in loneliness.
The mountains are blue and blue.
The wind is silent.
Smile.
Spring dew and autumn flowers melt into residual frost
Rhododendron sanguinalis
Tears rolled down my eyes.
Buried the mottled scene.
Meng Xiao butterfly
Disappear without a trace
Under the west wind leaves
Linglong solitary lock sapphire box
A string, a song, a dumb voice.
This is a dream.
Soak in the red dust
Jinse turned a deaf ear in court.
autumn
prosperous
How heavy is prosperity?
end
Nobody understands.
Sincere meaning
But melancholy
Wake me up in the morning.
Broke last night's dream
Gaze at the rainbow after the rain
Gorgeous but confusing
I open my hands.
Can only hold the wind.
Yes, I have forgotten.
Your palm should have more breathing.
Until this time.
It just hurts a little at first.
I realized that the story was misnamed from the beginning.
Hairpin phoenix
Surprise and plunder,
The night is hazy,
January seems like a distant wall.
Love rain,
Pass,
Shallow feelings will eventually become clouds.
Divorce! Divorce!
We ran out of tea,
It took a while,
Wake up in the middle of the night and miss being thin.
Leaning against the railing,
Emptiness and disappointment,
Although the lotus root is broken, the green silk still exists.
Stop it!
Three thousand dragons hate water in Dongjiang.
Fade and shine.
Lock a trace of autumn eyebrows
Take a pot of weak water from three thousand miles
Sprinkle a glass of water
A lonely hanging window
Bathing in the breeze and sending wine to each other.
Scarlet candles and dark tears.
Pipa whisper
Dance is full of sadness.
Smash the memory of reincarnation
The moon ripples, but the world of mortals does not break.
There are blood thorns on the bones.
Qiao Feng can't live on the moon
walk along...
The flowers are all buried in the yellow sand in the south of the Yangtze River.
Sigh yingying
Drinking three thousand dragons and Dongjiang hates water.
The tears of the long-wave cold moon have become hazy.
Deep red blood stains the sky.
Melancholy is out of control in an instant.
Heart like quicksand
Vertical blood coagulation
History is gray.
I broke the brocade hibiscus
Laugh and see how heavy the world is.
autumn
Duan Hong was born.
The tenderness of wheatgrass has been blowing in the wind.
Who will give me a dream?
Exquisite fire swallowed up the prosperity.
However, I forgot myself and watched this stupid drama for a long time.
Let's finish this string.
Disturb the red teeth of sandalwood
A handful of dry sand
Deep red Datura flower
Love is released at this moment.
Do not struggle
All the above are original and there is no plagiarism. This is a stroke of genius from one of my classmates. I can lend flowers to the Buddha. ...