Red dust love song

Eager to travel, and fierce horse stalemate * * *. Travel with mountains and rivers and come back with beautiful scenery.

It is misty and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and the yen falls in the desert. Riding a Mercedes-Benz horse and traveling around the world with a sword.

When the time is right, enjoy the flowers month by month, have fun, walk in the snow in Xun Mei, talk about metaphysics, play the piano and dance swords.

Sleep with heaven and earth, eat delicious food on earth, leave fragrance between teeth, and walk across thousands of waters in Qian Shan.

From the wind and rain, spotless. Wine enters from the lips, and love begins and continues.

Chivalrous tenderness, holding a sword, bid farewell to their loved ones, but fell into the world of mortals and never met again.

Lonely geese fly alone, screaming at the top of their lungs, wandering in the world, wandering in the valleys.

Looking for the old site, flowers are flying between Xue Hai, but there is no trace.

Shallow to sleep, speechless to suffocate, wake up with tears on the pillow towel, affectionate, Nairuo geometry?