In the cool dusk, the wind is cold, people are lazy and tired of studying, and the peach blossom pleated fans are beautiful on both sides. The dead branches were half covered with fallen moxa, and there was a faint mist and continuous rain. He wanted to caress the bamboos to relax, and was dazzled by the smoke waves while chatting. The alley is secluded, narrow and far away, among the lush green hills and evening courtyards.
At that time, the love between the two children first appeared, and their charming screams disturbed the nine-foot flying geese. Fragrant flowers fill the sky, who hangs curtains outside the screen? In the courtyard with sparkling green tiles, willows are folded into crowns and braided. Covering the face of the king, peeking at the face of the peasant, the afterglow creates a deep love across the wall...
Flirting with black hair is not the same as several times; burning with emotion, one is prone to poison.
The origin of fate is encounter, the depth of fate is hand-in-hand, the shallow fate is your alienation, and the end of fate is my departure.
I don't understand many things. I only know that all my thoughts are empty and I love you like crazy.
What is lost is usually the most precious, what is picked up is often the most thorny; what is lost cannot be brought back, and what is picked up will not be returned.
Purpose: Life is precious, so is true love
