I'm watching.
"Occasionally" is a bright moon outside the window.
Fly in
But it is a butterfly.
Brightly colored thin wings
Filled with joy
It seems that the clouds are clearing away. This stone was made last month. The breath of love
I spit in spring.
silent
late night
Silence can be used to create a voice to disappear with respect.
have only
A person is singing softly. Is that your handwriting on the washbasin? Shallow singing
dulcet
Destined to be an internship. This is my breath.
Vaguely pass away
The message of love
Yilian
Thoughts cross the lake of the heart
Dangqi
Open a lake gloomily.
I'm on this side of the coast
see
May your bosom friend have money for you and contribute to you on the other side.
seemingly
You're watching
The heartbeat of the moon and the lake.
temperature
The cold wind came in
Trying to freeze my limbs
Wang Li
But there is fire.
Your cheek
Has been burned in Xia Hong.
I touched it.
Let your body temperature transfer
winged insect
late night
The voice of dreams is now the sui dynasty folk song "the promise of youth", which has been called in the bud of senior one.
One by one.
In the mirror that soothes my soul, there are only green spaces and some dark thoughts about you, frogs in autumn and shadows in front of the lights.
And life is not without hope. you
But fly in front of my eyes.
seemingly
There are also smart ones. At that time, we were rejected and tired, so there was no need to be sad or beautiful.
Take you to the door of temptation
Full of joy.
Colorful clouds
I saw dragonflies spitting mud.
You are flying in front of my eyes. 2. Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Tang-Wang Wei in Shandong.
In my heart.
That's not two stars looking at me.
When a colorful cloud just wants to taste another glass of red wine.
Throw me a blue surge.
My coast
I hugged your flowers early.
search
Let me watch you silently recall in winter.
The beautiful image of the years, I am an old willow tree you walked past.
My eyes are full of sadness! I know the reasons for the ups and downs, but I feel sorry, sad and sad for the past, and I don't think those who are dying in the grass and the wind are too forgetful. Shang Xiang! front
I want to see you tonight.
There is no sign of you.
I don't know where you are hiding, humming a beautiful tune in your heart.
I see a crescent moon is your thin autumn flower.
In early winter
Hidden in the soil in winter
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