Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n

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Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n - DayDayNews

’s long hair flutters like a waterfall,

sings and dances with hundreds of butterflies.

The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese,

The talented man dare not chase her.

Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n - DayDayNews

Two hearts are in love, and

plays a love song every night.

The same dream is heard at the end of the world,

I am so happy when I think about it.

Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n - DayDayNews

A peach tree is in bloom,

Two wild geese are dancing on the Yaotai.

Thank you for your infatuation in the three springs.

The four seasons are waiting for you to come.

Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n - DayDayNews

My daughter is like water flowing over the spring breeze,

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile.

The pink noodles are shy and the waist is like a willow,

The heavenly fragrance and national beauty are intoxicating to the stars.

Her long hair flutters like a waterfall, and hundreds of butterflies follow her singing and dancing gracefully. The beauty of the moon scares the flying geese, but the talented man dare not chase them. The two hearts are filled with joy and love, and a love song is played every n - DayDayNews

Poetry is the wings of the soul. Poetry can take us to far places that cannot be reached with our feet! If life is a tree, then poetry is the flowers on the tree! I am willing to experience the wind, frost, snow and rain of the four seasons to make this flower bloom more fragrant and beautiful! Maybe, maybe it's not gorgeous enough now, but every petal is the condensation of my hard work. I hope you like it when you pass by, and I hope its fragrance can make you look back and smile! I hope that we, who have become connected through words, can walk together and sing happily all the way! Let the journey of our lives be more exciting!

——Qiuyue Xiaohua

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