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Hear your smile with both ears.
I wonder if it is the dawn after winter.
This is just the chirping of cicadas in summer.
I don't know what to do.
P.S. guessed that rain was spring,
The water is shining.
Thinking of a gentleman and getting old,
I think of you when I get old.
It rained until the end.
Start polishing the traces of a hundred days.
Start with the first leaf.
Continue a lucid dream in the freshness of early summer.
If I hold you,
I saw the dawn of flowers.
Attachment: the new rain dyed the autumn, and the figure on the bridge.
When you leave, don't look back.
The hair in the north is blue,
Sleeping in the temple, my heart is still east.
On Xinyu Bridge,
Don't look back.
Tuo,
This is a kind of water poem,
Or the beauty of a river?
When you meet a small fish and jump up,
The light and shadow of the bubble suddenly disappeared,
Does it sound like I sang it to you in my dream?
Attachment: When was the year of returning home?
Who is Rong's hometown?
The ancient road is long,
How many times did Linping Desert leave?
Ying ying sees each other off,
Zhang sheng doesn't know.
I don't know how big the world is.
But I see many people in the world.
At the intersection of Guangxing Lane.
People come and go.
Never cut off
But what does this have to do with me?
You are on the horizon.
invisibility
P.S. Look around,
So is Xin Wei.
Behind the glass window
Several trees are wonderfully green.
But this wonderful emerald color
Or behind a closed glass window
P.S. Sing hard in the morning,
Looking at the dead trees in late spring,
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