Every street lamp on Tanabata is your eye. Every street lamp
There is a small moon hidden in private.
The moon turned into a bow. It tries to put light on nine days.
Into the depths of the world, the dark window.
? Cut the shadow short. Prolonging loneliness
Every street lamp picks up a dusk.
Press the seal. There are eight flashing Chinese characters embedded in it.
Time flies. The world is peaceful.
The second Tanabata, China Valentine's Day came.
Gentleness banishes loneliness.
I stood by the magpie bridge.
The moon is accompanied by stars.
I take your heart with me.
Chang 'e hides behind the moon.
Peep into the glitz of the world
Maple leaves stroll at night.
Waiting to dance with the west wind
A lover went to the Garden of Eden.
One thing about the circulation of the universe
Heaven and earth echo a song.
-Love fills the world.
The third Tanabata from ancient times to the present
The drizzle tells
Love is always a tragedy.
The turbulent separation of landscape painting
Can't see the gathering and scattering of sex and rain clearly
Missing knitted wedding dress
Always pick up the lost glass
Write difficult poems in the mud
The fourth tanabata tonight.
I won't close the door.
Don't turn off the lights.
Grasp loneliness.
Put it in the teacup.
one person
Delicate taste
Wait carefully.
this evening
You are not a returnee.
You just ... ...
A landscape I passed by.
Silver hairpin for Valentine's Day in China.
Cry me a river
Ten thousand magpies
Another bridge was paved.
Do not love the blessings of heaven.
Don't think too much about human suffering.
Two acacia red beans
Youzuilie Qixi Bridge
The lights in Chinese Valentine's Day are on on Saturday.
smart
With a hint of rose.
Those past events of Dai Yue.
The moon's long eyelashes gleamed faintly.
A star beside him left leisurely.
I don't even have time to say goodbye.
Or are those magpies holding a beautiful legend?
Connect into a rainbow
come as promised
A pool of autumn water
Have to make something out of nothing
It started on Qixi night.
Add a surging song.
Tanabata Tanabata Cowherd and Weaver Girl,
How much hope, how much commitment,
But in all these years together,
The world is silent:
How many blessings have made countless Tanabata,
How many distances have made countless marriages happy.