Ten miles away from the verdant terrace, cuckoos sing in the depths of the flowers. They talk to passers-by diligently, unlike the wandering orioles taking flight after a second flight. When I wake up from a dream, when the sky clears, the sound is just that I am not going home. Is it true that there is no intention to return at the end of the world, and the return date is not expected.
It's been ten years, Lin Nuoyi, how are you doing? The man in white clothes drank alone in the pavilion and asked deeply. He was faintly drunk, but his eyes were full of clarity.
In a daze, I seemed to see that beautiful figure again, holding the flower and smiling, which was thrilling.
Why do you think of her again? A sarcastic smile appeared on the man's face. How could she know?
In her heart, she still thought she hated her.
In fact, a touch of desolation covered the originally handsome face.
How could I hate you, Lin Nuoyi. Even if the whole world turns its back on me, you won't!
I just hate myself for letting go at that time...
Jars after jars of fine wine were opened, and the drinkers finally lowered their hands. Their hungover faces were as clean as a baby and as simple as a child.
Behind him, a woman in red sighed slightly.
Yan, how could I not understand you?
But, we all missed it.
The woman's black hair fell on her innocent sleeping face, and her bright eyes showed an age that could not be concealed, even though she was stunningly beautiful.
Standing up slightly, the woman looked into the distance, thinking about the two people.
One person is her sin in this life, and one person is her fate in the next life.
After thirty years of wandering in another world, who would have thought it would be autumn when I left my heart?
Laughing at the floating life, how many times have you dreamed, how many times have you been hurt? Pass through the palm and walk with the wind.
Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc.
If you ask about how long your lovesickness lasts, it won't be until you meet each other.
Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc.
Who do you want to describe your lovesickness like? Lovers don't know.