Ponds, reeds, white frost, autumn water --- ---
In the misty mist, very cool late autumn, let go of your mood and pursue the unknown whether there will be of truth.
The autumn wind blows gently, raising waves on the ocean of reeds. Open your arms and breathe the morning air deeply and freely. Wet, with a faint smell of reed leaves. I closed my eyes and let the wind blow through my long hair and gently touch my cheek. Lift up my white gauze skirt. Oh, is this the "beauties in autumn water" mentioned in that poem? And where is he in my heart?
On the road, there are broken reed leaves. In response to the morning moisture and the soft soil, they feel soft and comfortable to step on. Just like the Persian carpet at home, it has that kind of gentle happiness. The road is circuitous, and this winding road takes me to find the longing in my heart. The crystal clear autumn frost covered Wei's body, shining like pearls. Like sweet lovers clinging to each other, inseparable. The hem of the skirt lightly touched the reed tip, and a few grains of white frost turned into water, finding the final destination of his life. Oh, he in my heart is my destination, where is he?
Going upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines down. The heaven, earth, and space become warmer. The rising reed leaves are green. The white frost breaks through the sunlight, making it dazzling, and the thin mist is looming, turning the world into an ocean full of love in an instant. Oh, it turns out life is beautiful--- ---. I wonder when that ray of sunshine in my life will shine into my heart? Where is he in your heart?
Stopping, I have arrived at the sandbank in the water. The surrounding fog is gradually fading, and the white frost on the reeds is slowly melting. The gentle breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reed tide rises and falls, the mist drifts, and the bright sunshine embellishes this beautiful scenery with a new look, making the late autumn decoration so gorgeous. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, I am looking for him in my heart --- ---
Along the winding river, although the road is difficult and tortuous, the pursuit of happiness is the heart Hopeful. I gently pulled up the left and right skirt corners with both hands, and moved forward slowly. I couldn't help but raise my white gauze skirt, swing my waist, and dance --- --- by the reed pond in late autumn. Suddenly, I recalled the scene in the movie "The Myth" in which Princess Goryeo dances for General Meng Yi of the Qin Dynasty. There is also the affectionate sentence "------This dance, I dance only for you------". I wonder if I can see him in my heart when I dance alone -----
Oh, when will he in my heart find you?
Ponds, reeds, white frost, autumn water --- ---
In the misty mist, very cool late autumn, let go of your mood and pursue the unknown whether there will be of truth.
The autumn wind blows gently, raising waves on the ocean of reeds. Open your arms and breathe the morning air deeply and freely. Wet, with a faint smell of reed leaves. I closed my eyes and let the wind blow through my long hair and gently touch my cheek. Lift up my white gauze skirt. Oh, is this the "beauties in autumn water" mentioned in that poem? And where is he in my heart?
On the road, there are broken reed leaves. In response to the morning moisture and the soft soil, they feel soft and comfortable to step on. Just like the Persian carpet at home, it has that kind of gentle happiness. The road is circuitous, and this winding road takes me to find the longing in my heart. The crystal clear autumn frost covered Wei's body, shining like pearls. Like sweet lovers clinging to each other, inseparable. The hem of the skirt lightly touched the reed tip, and a few grains of white frost turned into water, finding the final destination of his life. Oh, he in my heart is my destination, where is he?
Going upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines down. The heaven, earth, and space become warmer. The rising reed leaves are green. The white frost breaks through the sunlight, making it dazzling, and the thin mist is looming, turning the world into an ocean full of love in an instant. Oh, it turns out life is beautiful--- ---. I wonder when that ray of sunshine in my life will shine into my heart? Where is he in your heart?
Stopping, I have arrived at the sandbank in the water. The surrounding fog is gradually fading, and the white frost on the reeds is slowly melting. The gentle breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reed tide rises and falls, the mist drifts, and the bright sunshine embellishes this beautiful scenery with a new look, making the late autumn decoration so gorgeous. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, I am looking for him in my heart --- ---
Along the winding river, although the road is difficult and tortuous, the pursuit of happiness is the heart Hopeful. I gently pulled up the left and right skirt corners with both hands, and moved forward slowly. I couldn't help but raise my white gauze skirt, swing my waist, and dance --- --- by the reed pond in late autumn. Suddenly, I recalled the scene in the movie "The Myth" in which Princess Goryeo dances for General Meng Yi of the Qin Dynasty. There is also the affectionate sentence "------This dance, I dance only for you------". I wonder if I can see him in my heart when I dance alone -----
Oh, when will he in my heart find you?
2 Jianjia is green and diffuses along the river. White dew sleeps on the Jianjia, crystal clear, like frost. The fair lady in my mind is looking over the water.
I went upstream to look for her, only to find that the road was blocked and long. Going down the river, she seemed to be laughing on the depression in the middle of the water! The rhizome is very lush, and the white dewdrops have not yet dried. The beauty in my mind is right by the water. I went upstream to look for her, but the road was very difficult. Going down the river, she seemed to be waving at the rocks in the water to welcome me. Jianjia is very cute, and the white dewdrops have not yet completely dried. The beauty in my mind is standing on the shore. I went upstream to find her, the road was twists and turns, but when I went downriver, she seemed to be standing on the high ground in the water singing! Love is like a flower that never fades, making people intoxicated.
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