It's also a novel derived from lyrics
The moon is crescent, the scholar's ten years are a cold window
Yi Renzhuang's autumn eyebrows linger in the middle of the water
It's drizzling quietly in the small town in the evening
leaves swaying in the wind
I was in a daze all the way to study
You are so beautiful under the umbrella
It's as if the young boy is stupid
Can I use this small pavilion to escape?
I dare to ask the girl how old she is. I'm fascinated.
Use the pen word by word
Let's remember it for the rest of our lives
When I turn around, only the sigh from back then is left
That rain never stopped and left its mark
How can I, a common man, be favored by girls?
I have a belly full of poems, but it's hard to express my heart
It's a falling flower, it's heartless, it's a pity that lasts all night
The same picture as before makes me wake up from my dream
Cross that bottleneck and remember your name
It's vaguely like the drizzle last night that stained someone's hair bun
The parting that wakes up from the dream only brings a little loneliness
Unavoidable thoughts ripple through layers
Look at her back, the traces of fate
Why does a commoner need to be in love for a long time?
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