Everything is falling under the Mandarin Festival, the bamboo umbrella covers the moon and you can walk, and you are thinking alone in plain clothes on the embankment, ripples
Weiwei complains about separation.
After all, he could not wait until sunset.
Everything is quiet under the Yangyue Festival. The moon is dark and the wind is high and thorns are growing. The bright moon rises by the river bank and sets at will.
My heart also follows.
She still doesn't want to play this game of chess, at least not in this life.
Those who are alive but not dead, and those who are dead but not resurrected are not the result of love. Where can I find the same acupuncture point?
I hope that his fate will be more difficult to predict, but there will always be regrets in front of him, and it is always difficult to pursue him after death.
If you ask where to rest, meeting each other means missing each other thoroughly. Why worry about thousands of miles from the east to the north?
Life and death, how long will it take to know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing at this time and night.
Humans and demons, demons and gods, in the end, time will not forgive people, the sea is difficult to make water, and the unexpected will appear.
Intention: If you didn't go through hardships yesterday, how can you see the dawn today?