The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? overgrown/choked/rank with weeds
Weed tendrils, dew shining on the grass. A beautiful woman is walking on the road, very beautiful.
It's perfect for me to meet a real coincidence.
Wild weeds grow in rows, and dew is round and round on the grass. A beautiful woman is walking on the road, with clear facial features and beautiful and moving.
I didn't expect to meet the real Joe, and she was both happy.
I have missed countless times in the world, but I just don't want to miss you.
The unexpected encounter in January of that year may be due to his (her) begging in the Millennium before the Buddha.
At that time, she was a tearful fish in the water, and he just passed by.
At that time, she was a flower that fell on his shoulder and was touched lightly by him inadvertently.
And in this life, they finally met in the best morning and in the best years.
The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? Naughty boy
That weasel, why don't you talk to me? I can't eat my bread for your sake.
That sly guy, why don't you eat with me? It's all for you, which makes me feel uneasy.
Love is the whole of a woman's life, and a girl in love will never have spiritual peace.
Little man, little enemy, do you know that I don't miss your tea and rice?
It is this half-unsatisfied and half-loving yearning that is expressed.
The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? Wanshang
If you love me and miss me, cross the river quickly. If you stop thinking about me, won't someone else come to me?
You are such a stupid brother!
If you love me and miss me, cross the river quickly. If you stop thinking about me, don't you have any other boys?
You are such a stupid brother!
Ancient version of savage girlfriend
Brother, if you love me and miss me, just lift your clothes and cross Qinshui River to see me.
If you don't come, people won't want me?
You bastard, are you crazy?
It is simply the natural expression of the ancient version of savage girlfriend, full of confidence and dare to show love.
The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? Out of the east gate "
Strolling through the east gate of the city is as beautiful as a cloud. Although there are many clouds, I think of people.
I love the green scarf, so I love it.
Walking outside the city gate, the beauty is Kaya. Although it is not mine, it is not mine.
Only a scarf with this element can be loved interestingly.
Even though there are many colors in the world, I still have a soft spot for you.
There are many girls outside the east gate like clouds in the sky, only the woman in a white and green towel looks very warm.
At the moment when the eyes are fixed, the collision between souls seems to be eternal.
Even if there are many colors in the world, he just wants to sum her up for life.
The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? Zitiao
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Aestheticism era
Today, with mobile phones and e-mail, little girls no longer have to go to the tower to look forward to it.
Without blue collar and jade, there would be no dragon yearning mood.
Autumn water is a beautiful day for a long time, and the taste of love in March is hard to find even now.
The Book of Songs? Martin? moonrise
Bright moon, outstanding people, Shu Yao corrected me, which made me feel sad!
As soon as the moon comes out, people worry, worry and worry!
The moon shines, people shine, people relax, and work is miserable!
Feast under the moon
The moon hangs high, like a warm lamp, and the silver light shines on the beauty, adding charm.
The moon is so beautiful, so are people. It was like a specially arranged visual feast, which satisfied the audience's eyes, and my hero couldn't resist the fast pace.
The moonlight is like water, and it is beautiful. Everything is feminine and quiet, you can't see it.
The beauty of The Book of Songs lies in that it allows us to rediscover the lost poems and emotions and return to the poetic dwelling place. Beauty is to let us relive the taste of love and return to the harbor of warm feelings; Beauty is to let us reproduce the dignity of ancient rites and music and return to the home of Chinese civilization.