Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.
I am so in love that I have no words to say...
The chilling cicada is miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
——Selected from Liu Yong {Rain Lin Ling·Han Cicada's Sorrow}
This is my first time writing an article, purely for my own entertainment. If there are any similarities, I didn't plagiarize anyway! The writing is not good, so please be merciful when typing. I am a sixth-grade brat. If I don't pass the No. 1 Middle school, I will not touch electronic products in the past few years of study. I will dismantle the cp. If you don't like it, don't enter it. I won't update it regularly. It's not a trap!
[Self-destructive face] This article is only for those who have itchy hands and love to pretend, thank you.