Peach blossom is fragrant, not a dream butterfly.
My mind is swaying gracefully on the flowers.
The blooming past is pale and sad.
Moonlight is the most unforgettable, and you can be found everywhere.
The wind chimes are crunchy. Imagine you are my ocean.
Listen to me, tenderness needs chewing.
The shear wave of circulation is majestic and graceful.
Your eyes, jumping on the spring string.
There is only one sun, but it eclipses many passers-by.
Dandelion won't fall if you like.
Love me like you said.
Loving you is a habit, and shooting stars are your eyes.
The moth in my palm pounced on the flame of virtual beauty.
Missing is the calluses of light, through which I can't forget Sichuan.
Walking around alone, the water is soft and supports the water lily.
My heart is in turmoil and fireflies are dreaming.
How far are you from me? I'll wait for you to spread the red paper in shame.
It is common to see a pale face after dressing up.
Pruning the vines in my heart in vain, this time for the first time has come from all over the mountains.
It is difficult to miss you for a long time, and tears are spilled in Jiangnan.
However, Peach Blossom had an affair with him and stole my spring.
This damn love is full of lingering wind and sand.
I screamed at the top of my lungs and called you back to me.
You turned a blind eye, and the spring breeze turned into phlegm in my throat.
My memory is spotless in front of peach blossoms.
Your betrayal disappeared in front of me.
Peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze, and I am already dumb. ...