The young man said softly, "Lu'e Yaoyao, it's time for me to come and marry you!" The girl's crooked eyes sparkled with stars.
The plum blossoms are falling, and with a wave of the green wand, thousands of sleeping buds are awakened, and thousands of red waves carry thoughts galloping, chasing into the dreamland of water and sky.
On the other side, life is lingering; when flowers bloom, are they always in the same place? Destined to live in a world of mortals, surrounded by phoenix feathers and plum flutes, who is her beloved?
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Frozen into dust, a "seem" lasts a lifetime, prosperity is all a dream, I'm afraid the beauty will be left in vain.
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The flowers and mist are confusing, the mountains and rain are windy.
At that moment, the frightened horse was returning home, and so many thoughts were entangled in it.
At that moment, Zihua was fascinated by her beauty, and her emotions were dimmed.
At that moment, the colorful feathers and rosemary were scattered, and I lost my way.
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Ling Ling Yanran, she thought that the moment she held the peach hairpin, the elegant young man in peach clothes belonged to her alone.
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"It's windy and snowy in the desert, and the beards are moving. The white horse has golden skin, but I don't see you returning."
The wind is rustling high and the horses are humming. The northern geese return to fly, and I travel south alone.
Don't look at the west tower, the lonely goose is coming home, saying "returning", saying "returning", my heart is still worried.
Looking at the east building again, old friends meet, the crystal curtain moves, can we join hands? "
At dusk, at the Xueyuan gate, the red clothes are misty. A drop of clear tears falls into the snow and melts in an instant. The curtain shakes and my heart shakes. Is that the old friend holding hands with him?
Who can hear clearly the deep meaning in that soft call? Loneliness, cut-off...