Haoxue Zheng Shenghan

The waves are startling, the blue sky is falling, the wind and clouds are rushing, and the mist is dark across the mountains and rivers. Strange flowers bloom in the deep valley of the rock, and the two people are reflected in the shadow of the West Lake. The morning sun shines in the sunset, and the clear water moves over at dusk. The waves reflect the shadows, which is so beautiful. The moon is shining brightly at night, The lotus fragrance is pleasant, the fishing fires are a little bright, the moon rises and the shadow moves, and the waves wave. The song "Dream of Red Mansions" is even more intoxicating and leisurely. The two people hug each other on the rocky jade, looking at the lovely sleeping girl in the arms, he and she Can I "have a broad life-and-death bond, be happy with my son, and return to the eternity forever, hold my son's hand, and grow old with my son, life after life?" When she fell into the world and met him, he only looked at the flowers beside her and helped her solve problems everywhere. He only sang silently in his heart: "When the flowers flying from six places come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches." How could she agree? But the other one is cold-blooded, domineering, and his eyes are like sharp swords. He shares her pity, "I am willing to accept the sword of the falling morning, and my life will be beautiful." How should she be embarrassed?