Cloud Wine

It's cold on the peach blossom branches, and I sleep under the peach blossom tree with my pillow in the wind. A wisp of peach blossom is enough to enter a dream, and half a lifetime of peach blossoms cannot be described. The song is full of peach blossoms and the moon is crossing, and the dancing of peach blossoms leads to the cave sky. Invite me to stay together with the ink bamboo, and the peach blossoms on the street are lingering. The peach blossoms share the bright moon with me, and the peach blossoms and I love each other. The peach blossoms in cold weather are easy to change in spring, but the peach blossoms in palm ice are difficult to maintain. Tomorrow, the peach blossoms will fall into the dust. How will they be affected by the same thing? If my peach blossoms go away lightly, they will be as cold as my whole life. The peach blossoms cross the water, the water crosses the flowers, and the beauty is empty and the dream is empty. Wherever the ashes of dreams go, the peach blossoms and fragrant tombs face sleeplessness. Drunk eyes are also drunk when asking about flowers, but the most pitiful thing is to always laugh and pick up the fragrance. I also watch the peach blossoms follow the flowing water, and I don't know whose side the peach blossoms belong to. The peach blossoms have fallen away over the years. How long will it take for people to return? In my dream, the peach blossoms only left me weeping, and you were buried in the cold and sighed for thousands of years. If the peach blossom has memories of the next life, it will not allow the lotus wind to half-roll the curtain. The spring rain makes the peach blossoms shed tears, and the peach blossom beauty sheds tears. The peach blossoms are brewed into the wine to form a sacrifice, and the prophecies are uttered and the sad sounds are short. Peach blossoms bloom once a year, and your clothes get wet when you see them. I don't smell the fragrance of peach blossoms and my clothes are full, but I promise that peach blossoms will become a moon slip. The moon slips are written in ancient times, and peach blossoms can solve the fate of this life. I read Peach Blossom Crossing Dust Dream, and Peach Blossom Crossing I read Shuanghuan. Peach blossoms make up my eyebrows, and peach blossoms enter my dreams and nightmares. The nightmare is so deep that it doesn't teach peach blossoms to lean on empty mountains. One petal of the peach blossom rests on the true, and the whole world knows the peach blossom face. Peach blossoms can have the color of peach blossoms, but how can there be no Zen in the cup? From then on, the peach blossoms are the most beautiful in Wuling, and the white clothes are enough to cross the peach blossom garden. The peach blossom array is repeated again and again, and the peach blossom river is repeated again and again. The peach blossoms bloom and fall near the water, and the fragrance dyes the clear stream and spreads far away.