A faint sunset
Pure gray season
who is it?
Bring the soft waves of the sunset to the sunset.
Tap lightly
When the afterheat of the sunset penetrates my heart
The so-called thousand-year injury
As the years passed
Carrying the facts of the past
Negligently
A crimson afterglow.
Wet the sky. protracted
With a hint of blue.
Buffer the chaotic scene.
The wind blew by.
soda
It's raining gradually.
The faint sound of fallen leaves
A trace of sadness is usually diluted.
-A kind of sadness disappears quietly.
-Wang turbid water has been bleak.
sunset
Don't be shocked.
Drunk and dancing everywhere.
horrible
sunset
Don't be ecstatic.
In my dream, the curtains are still ringing.
Relax.
Daub the tranquility of dreams on the earth.
Fold and linger into acacia leaves
worry
sunset
Your gentle waves
I have circled the thoughts of all pedestrians.
A quiet dream
Sleeping is a reluctance.
Called nostalgia