Lend me a touch of lovesickness and promise you to stay with me lovingly.
Returning home at dusk, the joy of the setting sun soaks into my eyes, I can only see the breeze missing you as before, the deep blue lakeside, a wave of love between life and death.
Lotus Qinggong on the water, holding bamboo cuttings, smelling the fragrance of flowers, listening to the birds, and the gurgling stream whispering in my ears. This beautiful time is rare.
Acacia meets, the love is separated by mountains and seas, but the thoughts in the heart cannot be separated. The distant mountains are like black, and the dusk is like red. The gentle and tender world is attributed to the attachment in the mountains.
Young people, don’t be frustrated and confused in these mottled and bitter times, and give your longing to the song of life.
If the heart is bright and bright, the world will be beautiful, with the beauty of love, the beauty of longing, and the beauty of yearning.
There is a kind of beauty, which is a world where I fall in love with you and wander around the world.
A touch of sunset is your joy; a moment of lovesickness is my joy.
I wish you to wear bright clothes and angry horses, and may all the people you meet be good people.
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