Always speechless
If you are good.
It's a sunny day
You and me.
Look back a thousand times
Still can't remember the past years.
No matter how big things are, they are vain and complicated.
In the end, it all boils down to truth and plainness.
There is too much red dust.
Or sad or happy
Or incomplete or complete.
The story of Yue Feng.
constantly changing
It's hard to figure out
I've always liked the drizzle.
The continuous crackling of raindrops.
Correct the tangled fall
The beads of rain under the eaves strung into a curtain of beads.
Because I miss you.
Maybe all the "beauty"
It's all on that peach tree.
It's like you are blooming one after another.
As beautiful as you are in my heart.
I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery.
Think back to where we started.
The sky is still clear,
Brilliant and so cold
drifting fragrance
Clouds flowing in the sky
There are no traces of wings in the air.
I flew over