The green bells are leisurely
Hang in a small pavilion
A shelf of roses in bloom
A scroll of red paintings
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Wrinkling in the breeze
The girl with clear eyebrows comes
Emerging from the rose
With such a smile on her face
Fenfen a rose
The red petals are just revealed
There are many moving people in the sky
This girl is in the small pavilion
So close The fragrance lingers between
The light rose red smoke
The small pavilion is also red
It looks like a girl's beautiful face
Run and moist Floating in the white
Her eyes reflected
Bizhu's new work Bell
Thin silver threads shattered
One after another silver threads The sound
is like an embroidery needle falling to the ground
Those watery eyes are like a painting
Who painted it with pity and tenderness
Who painted it with a little lovesickness
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Paddling in the cool May wind
Soul trickling down
This painting day
A dream with a poetic title
In the misty night
A new frame in the hazy sky
Hang in time
Hold in a flirtatious manner
< p> Anxious kissIn the unpainted memory
The hazy rain and mist
This beautiful courtyard
The roses are blooming one after another
A little bit red and tender
The pavilion reflecting the red color of spring twilight
Come to disturb the spring scenery of this garden
It is a pavilion chair Enter the man
Bring a picture folder
Be as wet as him
Just take out a picture
Look at it and frown
Put down the paint box
The index finger becomes chapped
Yingying’s face becomes more cheerful
Painting Nue in the misty rain
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It is a woman who is like a dream
The one who holds the umbrella is
I want to close the courtyard door
The girl who has just returned home
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Looking at each other in a beautiful encounter
A curtain of rain and smoke
We invite guests to come home and talk
Hold the moon after the rain
In the poems and paintings on the window
The fresh air floats in cleanly
The whole house is dyed with fragrance
Rose roses Soft
The face with makeup under the lamp
Just looks natural
No smearing at all
My heart beats like a weaver bush
Sprinkling the moonlight with dew
Looking for scenery and secluded places to meet by mistake
The two will be disturbed by thoughts
What I am looking for
The love is tied
The parents all see
The guest can come when he is free
The daughter sends him back
Arrived Entering the pavilion
The two talked about the moon
I couldn't help but tie flowers for her hairpin
Discuss the jade on her neck
Give her a weave Pa Xiu Shu
That Pa is her daughter Pa
She gave it to him
Siyuu has a wind chime
It arrived by mail as scheduled Bamboo bells
Listening in the warm night wind
Bamboo bells and catkins conveying feelings
Lots of guessing and confusion
Thinking about the reason for shutting down< /p>
Relieving my worries in front of the roses
I just think of him smiling
It’s like standing under the bell
I’m about to come and talk and laugh
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Send me restraint that night
It was intentional
In exchange for what I expected
The deserted emptiness lingers
A kind of pitiful heart
Pity the weak with the rose flower
Short but persistent opening
I still want him to be a bamboo bell
After seeing Serious and delicate
The hard work is evident
On the beautiful land of wisdom
Inspiring people's imagination
The geometric verification of emotion
This cannot be speculated
Look at the people we have been with before
Become more suitable as good friends
Fall in love with him
It is inevitable to be confused Touching the Bamboo Bell
The heart is desolate and detached
The rain at dusk is sad and beautiful
The roses writing poems in the pavilion
Yingying in the rain and dew Color
The meaning of falling drops
Affects the girl's mood
Floating in roll after roll
Mother calls her to eat
Tell her what her father wants
He will definitely come
She sued her mother today
Her mother was just laughing
Cover a piece of banana
The deep feelings in the pavilion
Mother’s warm embrace
Comforted her longing
When he appeared in the rain< /p>
Sudden forgetfulness
About everything in the world
Pure and violent surges
Suppression of stagnant thoughts
< p> With tears in his eyesHe ran towards the pavilion
She ran out of the pavilion
The picture scroll in his hand
Finally reminded them
The break in the pavilion
The rain is as fierce as bamboo bells
The roses dance in the wind in the rain
Depression after dissociation
He painted the Rose Pavilion
Bamboo bells rained in the pavilion
A curtain of rose flowers rained
Lightly Cover up the fog
The girl in the pavilion is her
A feeling of sadness is dispersed
Just talk about a volume of hard work
Dream of the Rose Pavilion Every night
2016.10.18. Shanghai Xiaocuizhai