If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish? The world is full of flowers, one glance will determine your life.
When the plum blossoms are in full bloom that year, I still need to look up and follow your footsteps. When the plum blossoms are blooming this year, I have forgotten you and me back then.
Plum blossoms are flying, white snow is capped, and clear springs are flowing. Dressed in red, it is like fire covered with ice. The beautiful woman's eyebrows are curved, and her peach blossom eyes, which are capable of seducing people, are tinged with bright red at the end.
"You're here." A voice like pearls falling on a plate gently brushed against his ears, and it was extremely beautiful under the harmony of the clear spring flowing under the stone.
"Yes. I'm here, Li'er."