That day, he passed by a flower shop and saw that the lisianthus was in bloom inside, so he thought it was perfect.
The secret joy of the past was revealed at this moment.
Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. ——"Wan Qing" Li Shangyin
The rustling of the Wu leaves sends a cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment. ——"What I Saw in the Night Book" by Ye Shaoweng
Intention: Summer warms winter