Send my elder sister to Chang.
Leave your feelings in my arms, but you cannot open your arms. Give the breeze a number and walk again. There is still a long way to go to give you self-love. What's the knot? Trouble drifts with the tide. Pity my reading window, there will be no poetry. I sigh alone, and I'm worried. Your heart is full of joy, and the scenery is happy elsewhere. The willow is lost in the official road, and the ghost bird is scattered in the sunset. Words are not lonely, flowers bloom everywhere. Walk slowly, think outside the cloud. Looking for the wild view, the sail is moving and the water is long. Forcing the shore to reiterate the meaning, just add vegetables.
On a moonlit night with my elder sister.
Looking up at the full moon, I feel depressed and thoughtful. I thought it was far away, but I dreamed it again last night. I dreamed that I was suddenly awakened and my tears fell in the morning. I always worry about how fast birds and rabbits fly. When you are sad, you will leave the past. I can't sleep after tossing and turning, and my mind is like a knot. The moon is a bit sentimental, and the world is a bit lost. Late at night, the light is dim.
"Rugao is very happy to go back to China and talk to my elder sister, but don't worry."
My eyes are full of youthful brilliance. Why can't I meet people who are leaving often? At first, he was holding hands and smiling. Ask Nan Louyue first. I've seen the green carving of Indus, which is round and missing several times a year. When you don't remember each other's thoughts, you count the fish and vegetables. It wasn't long before people talked, and it was the turn of the Winter Festival in Qiu Lai and Xia Yun. I still want to think about the mutual care in my dreams. Restating words with wine and light, the frequent feeling of ileum eliminates thousands of knots. The laughter all night kept me awake. I was in a hurry and left my feelings. The towel couldn't help but burst into tears, as wide as a thousand miles away. It's sad to meet you when you and I are apart. Looking back at the loneliness of the blue boudoir, I found a new sentence. The north wind broke through the window and it snowed outside the curtain at night. Want to send you this feeling, it is difficult to arrive without mail. Cherish tone, care, life is not light. The jade has been leaking for a long time, and the bedside lamp is going out.
In the autumn evening, I sent a letter to my elder sister in Changyi.
The grass and trees shake down to meet the cold dew, and the cool rain comes to the mountains. When I first heard the worm rhyme swallowing the east wall, I heard the geese moving the West River. When you feel hurt, don't come late and wander around the world. How can a hundred knots become a canopy, and the bright moon helps cool the color? Feeling homesick, leisure is unpredictable. Thinking that relatives should increase their white hair, Yutang pays attention to Beijing. Full of chic words, there is nostalgia in the future. Looking up at the white clouds for three thousand miles, it is intended to be sad and collapse. I know that bluebirds fly in cities, and this book should report to me. All night, the west wind kept me awake, and thousands of families beat autumn water with anvil.
Sister's memory
one
The book is almost closed, and the fish in Chunjiang are getting thinner and thinner. Suddenly I was surprised that my clothes were slow, and I felt my tears were fat. The late tree condenses the new toad glow. Who is watching the sea in the tall building? It's a mess.
two
When you are far away from the journey, you know that summer is long. Fireflies crossed the Yuan Ye in chaos, and the waning moon fell across the pond. Shadow meets shadow, and waves meet Guang Xiao. Yao si is lonely, the sky is limited, and the water is limited.
Send my elder sister to Changshan
one
In the battle of Nanpu, clouds touched each other. Falling flowers are shallow in the waves, and flying flocs are light in the wind. It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and you can't bear to leave the bottle. Pisces, if you are interested, have pity on me at this time.
two
I can't help seeing you off. Everything will be fine. Fish swim around, swallow warm flocs, and birds sing and smoke beautifully. If you are willing to throw this lightly, how can you close the distance? Looking back, the bright moon is reuniting.
Besides the evening, I remember my elder sister.
Looking back at the small window by the fire, the years are ruthless and negative. Don't digress new sentences, the sound leakage will make the dream sleepless. The silver lamp won't leave you tonight, and the blue mirror will pity me. Thin but plum blossoms come again in spring, so that laughter can be sent to the old.
Sister huaimi
Muttering Yan language and worrying, thinking about high-rise buildings is not poor. In the spring dream, the court is full of beautiful scenery and fine weather. Peach blossoms attract hatred, and willows are attached to the breeze. Disappointment should be a lot of words, and one day, two hearts are the same.
"I received a letter from an adult, and I am pregnant with my elder sister."
Yan Yan flew to the twelfth floor and didn't know how to rest. Beitang looks at the day lily pity, Nanpu looks at Guizhou. Fame is only introspection, what else can you ask for? Doumen recently mourned frequently to record good news and comfort his bald head.
Pregnant elder sister
Chanting old sentences is far from resentment, and reading new poems is full of memories of home. I just saw the plum blossom bearing green seeds, and I felt even more sorry for the green buds of the grass. Several times, the news was stormy and the two places were homesick. Now, officials should understand who sent the party to the end of the world.
The feeling of elder sister in autumn night.
How worried I am, leaning on the bed alone, walking to the cloister in the bleak yellow rain. Fish books are full of dreams, and geese are deeply worried. Turbid wine goes regardless of autumn colors, and yellow is still fragrant. The west wind was pitiless and haggard, blowing out the frost in Dongli overnight.
Autumn night in memory of my elder sister.
The two places feel the bright moon, leaving Qianshan to block the dream soul. Don't ask Qiu Hong for information. Acacia pays tears every night.
"Adults send a reminder to remember their work every day and send three songs to their eldest sister."
It is said that the poor guest came late, and Huang Wei talked about repairing the spring. Hard-working, bloody, kind and healthy, in order not to disturb thousands of miles.
White heads and blue clouds have been applied, and the lights and windows do not bear the light. Self-pity women are arrogant, Yamu has a bitter family style and loves to write poems.
I haven't heard of Yan language, so write new words and report to Yanhang first. Zhao Shuiwu is in the north of Hebei Province, which is comparable to Sanjiu Ileum.
Sister can't believe it.
Fish are cut in groups every day, and five mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away. If you expect the knife to be used frequently, don't forget to keep it once.
Think of my elder sister on a winter night.
I didn't have time to let go of my feelings and turned to sleep. What time are you coming back? Thousands of miles away, countless white clouds around the south branch.
New Ode to Sister Lock
Wen Jun has accumulated many cases, so he doesn't need to scrutinize and write. Can be subtitled early summer scenery, banana shade.
Sister Huaimi in the Moonlight: Two Unique Scenes
When the moon rises and wanders, the world is full of light. Looking back on that stormy night, I will pay for the bed.
Don't dream, Bian Que crows all night. Thousands of miles away, people are painting the west side of the building.
Langtaosha, Liu Biejie
If you want to be centrifugal, talk to the east, and the world will be with the group in an instant. It's because the cock crow is easy to smell, and the rising sun is caged. ? The clock is in a hurry and I am in a bad mood. Yang Guan looks back in the mirror. From then on, the bright moon and autumn wind leaned against each other.
The rhyme of My Sister on the Boat
The message is that I cherish my passion, and I don't rely on the building. Nicholas Tse gets the same singing fee. Give me where the wicker is folded, and the parting is hazy. ? Lanfen is in a hurry, the mountains and rivers are endless, and the tears are thousands of miles away. Sunset village trees are green and cicadas are singing.