Sparse Fence

I met you at the beginning of April, and my eyes were half-condensed, as if they were fermented wine, and the mist and rain were cool. Looking back on the past, I sigh that the return date is unclear. Whoever comforts you, it will warm your heart and leave you undefended. Young and happy. The timid lotus blossoms are just beginning to bloom, the smiling eyes are slightly raised, and the cheeks are rosy. It is suspected that she is secretly trying out plum makeup. Finally dressed in fine clothes. Even if there are people peeking out from the city tower and thinking about her from behind, how do you know that she shed tears on her red dress? We meet again every year, the bright moon is bright, I look at that person, as gentle as jade, I envy Lilac. Give you a huang. The family period has arrived and will eventually go away. The mandarin ducks are scattered, the plantains are tired, and only one person is left alone to face the loss. The flowers are clear and the fragrance of April is beautiful, but the wild singing is desolate. My thoughts are too busy to spin, and my pen is hard to paint the old makeup. Dreaming back to Xitang. I swear to love you for ten lifetimes, in exchange for the protection of wind and frost in one lifetime. Time goes back and forth. My longing has turned into mourning, and I am grateful for God's grace. I only wish that I will be with you forever. This is my first time writing an article. If I don't write well, please forgive me O(∩_∩)O!