Embroidered brocade screen near the window,
Take a leisurely look at the various aspects of the world;
Picking up Huacai with bare hands,
Color is like a play in life.
Exhausted words,
Words cannot describe the turmoil of morning and evening,
Live a careless life,
All given to Loess Potou.
In the end,
Several pestles and sparse bells,
Banjiang fishing fire,
Two rows of autumn geese,
A pillow of clear frost.
The long series "Times Past"
The long series "My Deskmate"
Although there is no online market for realism, as long as I still persist, it will be rich if it comes from life!
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