I was in the starry sky, walking across a patch of green, and looked up.
The eyes are full of stars, full of hope.
In a garden with only flowers, I lay down and smelled the fragrance of sandalwood.
In your nose, there is an outstanding fragrance.
Anhui smoke filled the air. I looked up at the curling smoke. When I turned around, I saw it.
My king, I am willing to surrender.
Because the author is too arbitrary and does not write a big steel, the order of the articles is too chaotic. During this period, the author will start to write an outline (although he does not want to write it) and hopes that everyone will not give up on Ah He.
Intention: For my love, nothing more.