It's cold in summer, and the journey will be over half in the fourth year.
autumn scenery is broken through the window, and other knots are wound into several circles.
Twenty-seven times of grass withers, and I dream of spring.
Time flies, and the young eagle becomes a male phoenix and an immortal.
If it were not on earth, the young eagle would be immortal. Only a gentleman who looks at the full moon has lost his mind alone
He is intoxicated with beauty for thousands of times, holding his hand outside his dream to see his eyes in tears
Whoever persuades hard, nature makes people suffer more than genius
Lies have poisoned your heart for many years, and skillfully boiled the suffering into sweetness
Thousands of miles away from the village, thinking of his loving mother's farewell words and swallowing
it is hard to go, diligent as a mirror, and returning after his success. Why bother with fame and fortune?
Qian Fan has reached the other shore, but my love is cold.
Love has been sought since ancient times.
It's hard to stay when you become a dragon and a phoenix.
It's just a matter of no intention.
Dreamy years make people old.
Why bother to find a dream?