The elf walking out of the birch forest
No longer afraid of people
The days of living in harmony
It is a kind of leisure, It’s a kind of happiness
Yoyo Deer Ming
Deer Ming Autumn
In the meadow
There is one more beautiful note
On the birch tree
Hot lip prints
And clear fingerprints
Recording the trajectory of love
A pair The heart of love
In the melodious long tune
With the blessing of the deer singing
I wrote the poem of early autumn
The pleasant autumn wind
Wandering in the wilderness
Plunging into the birch forest
Looking for the place where lovers meet
Two faces facing each other Footprints
Light imprints
The secret of love
Love is such an obsession
Yellow flowers on the ground
< p> Expressing one’s feelings in a golden lightTwisted into thousands of emotions
Tied to the formation of wild geese flying south
The story of wild geese turning back and falling in love with the birch forest
Deer croaking in autumn brings away the memory of red leaves
Yoyo deer croaking like a song
Drunkly writing a soulful musical score