I walked through Jiangnan.
The face in the season is like a lotus flower.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Like a bluestone street facing the night.
Without a sound, the spring curtain in March can't be lifted.
Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...
I will always wait for Yu Guangzhong.
If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful
That verb, if it died that night,
What am I afraid of? When I love
If you can't love heartily, you must love sadly.
This summer, your beauty stung me for no reason.
As long as you reach out, a miracle will land.
In the open palm, there is your landing.
In the palm of my hand, the palm of the lotus.
For example, the evening in late summer, facing the pool full of fragrance.
Facing the quiet and spontaneous combustion soul
Which one, which one will promise me?
What if I call you by your nickname?
As long as there is in the pool, as long as there is in summer.
A petal of red, why did I meet you?
Lotus is the nickname of Pearl Krabs, and Lotus is Pearl Krabs.
Read Pearl Krabs, and meet people when you meet lotus.
As long as there is in my heart, as long as there is in my dream.
There is also a smell that summer is dying.
That is, stubble is everywhere, that is, the stars are not extinguished.
Still the soul of the lotus.
Forever, I will wait for you to separate your lips, say it and spit out that verb.
People who have loved are far from forgetting. Injury prevention
Trauma is always there. My scar
Scary red, branded lotus.
The classroom faces south, and the wind is light and the clouds are light in Zhang Mudi.
The fragrance of flowers hit the half-opened glass window.
In the refraction of light
The blackboard became Bai Chan,
With heavy noise, we
Write knowledge into a test report about the future.
Time has passed.
We're not moving.
You can only walk once in the rings of buttonwood trees.
In September, our story secretly dozed off.
Late autumn is secretly watching the shadow that trudges towards us.
The classroom faces south, and the wind is light and the clouds are light.
Ivy grows moss in wet eyes.
What's so sad about this?
A fallen leaf falls in the rain of heaven.
The broken kite floated into the distance.
The railings in Li Houzhu have been pulled down.
Daiyu can only pick up fallen flowers in her dreams.
What's bothering you?
The light stands behind the light and recites.
Than the darkness below the forehead, covering the ears of fantasy.
Eleven thin papers on a sunny celestial body
Climb hard, all children have the same dream.
Knock on Zhuangzi's door occasionally.
Zhuangzi looked at the fish and smiled.
If the child is not me, I know I don't know the happiness of fish.
The classroom faces south and the clouds are light and the wind is light.
I bid farewell to my childhood in the sea of sunflower flowers.
A beard dragging the years
Close to the mood, I think.
Be a child in the sky once.