Don't use your sympathy to influence the humble swallow.
Winter is coming! This is the season of God's blessing, so let her go to the south to find a paradise of freedom!
I don't know your true feelings, just like snowflakes in three places, freezing the wings of swallows.
Snow-covered, where to feed, where to survive and where to develop in the forest?
Suppress the Siberian cold current and seal her breath.
This sad breath broke her heart into a pool of plum blossoms!
Plum blossom is proud of snow, which is not only boundless firmness, but also unyielding spirit.
Even though the fallen leaves have shaken the mountains and rivers, I still lean on the trunk and look forward to you.
If you don't look at the lark on this branch!
The beige lips are dumb and broken, and the whole winter is hazy, small and exquisite. Isn't it true love to jump up and down and let go?
Love, love, love all of her.
Love her naughty and stubborn; Love her silence; Love her infatuation.
Larks, seemingly lonely birds, can also find their own dream of paradise!
Calling for friends in lilac-overgrown plaid olives
How carefree and twittering. What's more, there is a heart that we haven't lost?
Where will you put her noble pride?
Dreams should be more than just legends of dreams.
If it is really a dream legend, let the legend touch each other's fate!
Let the arrogant spirit stop being arrogant, but you and I really thank you!
Thank God for his love, so that you and I can get to know each other and know each other in the world.
Let's thank God again for the gift, so that you and I can bathe in the spring breeze in March!
Blow away your rippling heart.
Now, let her fly on the wings of a lark! Fly to the paradise of dreams!
Perhaps, only at the end of that cloud, there really is a pavilion of thousands of Baidu!
Perhaps, only in the depths of that cloud can you find her Garden of Eden!
Or, only in front of that cloud can we embrace the happiness of that mortal?