Romance in nature is always impulsive.
The rain in May is equally passionate.
Into the embrace of the earth
Wash away everything in your heart.
The falling petals are the epitome of spring.
Young fruit is the beginning of summer.
The wind and clouds are surging, lingering with the change of seasons.
Lightning and thunder gallop in the embrace of the universe.
These are all natural romances.
Impulse and passion make people want to stay.
Reminiscent of people's gains
This is the freshness after the rain
We live in the embrace of nature.
How many dreams make the brain swell
Young and eternal
It is a symbol of life and a course of life.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter are flourishing.
Flowers, snow, moon, blue sky and white clouds
Mountains and rivers thunder and lightning.
It's the romantic city of nature.
We dream of having
Let the rain in May soak your whole body.
With a fiery heart, through the last rain in spring.
Passion turns into steam.
Romantic and natural
Tell feelings
2. To nature
There are countless bright rhythms floating in the sky.
follow conventionality
The passage of time is sometimes like a song
When you're thinking here,
Happy times are like memories.
Stay away.
I won't miss you.
But I long for your love and comfort.
When nature is full of vitality
It's hard to describe my love.
Like yesterday's sunshine, today is like you at this time.
Keep me.
It must be summer.
A wonderful story matures in the rainy season.
Greet you like a spring breeze man
Surround you with a forgotten and locked heart
Say meet again after a long separation
Enough to make you cry.
Like an ancient road full of weather.
There is only one voice echoing.
Endless green connects Yan Yan's miles.
Will not stop.
Green is graceful, and red is delicate and charming.
It is grace that holds it up.
It's cold, it's fierce, it's lonely practice.
It is the pride of the strugglers.
Your warm world
Belongs to a brave man and an innocent girl.
Winter and wisdom
A cheerful bird belongs to a flowing stream.
The hot sun and the coast
Belongs to the pictographic olive tree
belong to me
And my favorite jungle.
When there are butterflies dancing on the green Yuan Ye.
Just like when you were a kid.
When the night lies quietly by the river.
Wandering like a dream
I'm looking for a long detour
When the fields of dawn
Someone walked in front of the bright spring.
When the wind blows over and over again
To help the silent wilderness
What arm do you touch this with?
Warm and elegant
I walked out of the years.
Follow the rut to the sunny hillside
run quickly
Expect swamp
Keep moving
That open heart is in the drizzle.
Show a charming vastness
The majestic mountains are under beautiful scenery.
Come with me.
A clenched hand with rough arms.
Waving the sun