Inscription: Words become infatuated sentences, and all the threads wandering in dreams are embroidered with beautiful thoughts from afar, strung up pairs of butterflies and missing you across Qian Shan!
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Plum blossoms break people's intestines, and acacia geometry goes with you. With your warm love as a surprise, I walked along the gentle and delicate rhyme of Recent Love. In striking, I was inadvertently infected with intoxicating feelings. All the joy came out in the cold and quiet night, holding a tall transparent cup and pouring a cup of purple wine for myself, so that the crystal water reflected the fleeting past that I couldn't let go. The cool breeze hummed the lingering acacia in the ear, sipped a sweet and sour red wine, and made the mood of the curtain swing slowly with the shallow wine fragrance and full touch.
Sitting in this quiet winter night, quietly and silently opening the window of memory, holding a warm story, there will always be some detailed and touching plots floating in the air, and some indelible thoughts will be warmed up in a warm glass with clear eyes. Recalling our meeting quietly seems like a lifetime ago. Falling in a daze, dreaming of the beautiful moment of looking at each other gently, the lazy smile full of temptation is evil, some pampered and some tolerant, always wandering at one end of the dream sea, smiling at me like a fool. In this world, there may be many people smiling at me, but absolutely no one can smile as heartily as you. All kinds of amorous feelings, you charmed a group of talented women, and I plunged into this fascinating robbery.
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Hidden dragons enter the clear sky, chasing dreams and falling into the chrysanthemum garden. Wen Qing * * * in this life, looking for the sea in Zui Xiang. Love is nowhere to be found, and there is never a trace of height. I wish I could meet a butterfly and not communicate with the sweet soul. The mind as light as a butterfly gently opens on the title page of the dream sea, nodding and laughing. Those rumors about you provoked endless tenderness with blue melancholy, and the watery feelings bloomed gently in a soft and warm room. Cool gibberish is scattered in thin hair, and the lingering stars have passed, approaching step by step with your elegance, your concern and your care. Inch by inch, a wisp of infatuation, waves of love, through all the bustling midsummer, those who have withered after the incomplete, it is difficult to complete the deep feeling like the sea, can only roll around in the boundless dream to find hard, looking for the original intention of infatuation.
In the long night, the shadow of the light is oblique, and there is a kind of grateful longing and a kind of godsend attachment in the endless dust. I feel the pure and beautiful love from the ends of the earth in the gentle whisper of acacia. In your dream, you are full of joy, from far to near, as if it were really untrue, dotted with poems full of pen and ink, which affected my great surprise of dancing lightly. The right bell will always ring in time in the dream of walking in the clouds, awakening those stories that should have a happy ending.
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Tonight, I turn off all entanglements and miss you carefully. Pour all gentle expectations into the cup, and then condense them into beautiful classic pictures, savor the quiet and indifferent Enron and pursue the highest realm of life. The lofty sentiments of asking for wine from heaven echoed in front of our eyes, and those moving expressions that were still beautiful for thousands of years came through the dust. Hiding in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, looking for your gentle heart in the beautiful words flying all over the sky. Dream-like thoughts are dancing in a trance, and there is a Qian Qian knot in my heart. This knot is all because of you. Those fragrant memories that fell into the dust net, in the carefree sadness of the sky, turned into waiting in the hands of old and barren people. Beautiful poems string together the quiet imagination of "When those red plums come in spring, there are bursts of blushes on your southern branches", singing colorful poems, and I turn into a Millennium butterfly in my dream and miss you across Qian Shan!
Strong love is like wine in your hand. You will never get tired of tasting it. You indulge in intoxicating feelings for a long time and don't want to wear lonely fancy clothes to appreciate yourself. I just want to be drunk for you all my life, and my lips are slightly blooming with the Millennium agreement of no regrets in this life. In the smiling face, I made a solemn promise to "live up to your husband and live up to this life". I poured out my feelings with you and interpreted the legend that shocked me through the ages.
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