I heard it clearly, the morning breeze blows at the third update, the spring is beautiful again, and the pear blossoms fall soundly.
The west window rains until dawn, and I still hear the ticking sound on the pillow. I don’t know that I am a guest in my dream, but who will be clear to the autumn scenery in my curtain.
Vaguely hears the barking of dogs, and when you wake up, you cry all over your clothes. It’s dawn again to remember the old friend in the sound.
The moonlight is hazy and the old friends walk in the dream, and it is dawn again. The sycamore leaves are sound.
Where to lean on the red makeup, the lights are dim and there is no sleepiness, and a wisp of lovesickness is accompanied by glory.
is like water illuminating and sleepless, and I feel even more pity alone, the dim lights are full of beautiful shadows and dreams.
The wind and rain come at night as cold as ice, the clouds are as warm as sunny as sunny as lights, and the dim lights are still walking in the dream.
connects the sky, enters the dream, the bright moon is intent or not, the night is hazy.
In the dream, the beauty is in front of her, the lights are shining in sleeplessly, I don’t know that the clear light shines all over the sky on this night.
sprinkles the clear light, and it is even deeper and I can't bear to return. The lights are dim and I have no sleepiness. The beauty can fly in my dreams.
0 The autumn wind is bleak and the moon shines, and where can I hope you will return in the dim lights?
0 million houses are bright in the city, and the beauty is beautiful and the moon is falling, and only the light illuminates the love of my hometown.
The woman leans on the building alone, when will the lights stop, and the breeze does not relieve the afterglow of the nine provinces.
shines on the sycamore tree, enters the dream, the dim lights can be in Guanghan Palace .
The wind and rain are approaching the Double Ninth Festival at night, the sunset shines on the yellow chrysanthemums, and where can I talk about the desolation?
illuminates sleeplessly, the beauty leans on the railing alone, the bright moon shines for thousands of miles, and the longing for a long time falls into the night dream.
Where is the beauty? The lights of thousands of homes reflect red makeup. I don’t know that the bright moon shines brilliantly on this night.
The stars in the moon are shining everywhere, the night is as cool as water soaks in clothes, the lights of thousands of families are , and the beauty is not seen in front of you.
Deeper in the moon, the clear light is like water, the dim light, the beauty is not seen alone.
The moonlight is clear, the beauty sits alone in the small window, a ray of light shines for thousands of miles, and the night is quiet and the dream cannot be achieved even if it is quiet.
Once I broke willow branches for my beauty, and when the lights of thousands of homes are bright, it is another sleepless night tonight, and only the clear light sends far-reaching thoughts.
00 miles of clear sky and moon shines, the breeze brings fragrance at night, and the lights of thousands of families return alone.
The dream cannot be achieved even more. The moon shines like water and lights, but the beauty can only walk alone.
reflects the setting sun, and the tears are not seen in the eyes of the woman. The love shines on the hometown, and the breeze is speechless in the vast night.
has beautiful wine, there are few good articles under the bag, and the fallen red flowers are all over the ground, and no one can sweep them, so I will wait for Ming Dynasty to become acquainted again.
Drunk lying under the flowers, the breeze and moon are blooming, the turbid wine comes into my dreams, and the fallen reds are still blooming for whom.
The breeze and purple swallows returned from the Ming Dynasty last night, and the turbid wine was filled with tears.
In the turbid wine, the wind and clouds are everywhere, and the prosperity falls, and the stars are everywhere.
Days will not be a human being, a cup of turbid wine will bring the remaining spring, and the fallen reds will be everywhere in the Ming Dynasty.
The water flows eastward, and the head is gathered again. A cup of turbid wine causes new worries.
Spring, no one is seen, the bottom is the cup of wine and flowers are drunk.
The heart is drunk first, and you are idle without any intention. You will never regret it after all the prosperity. The Ming Dynasty is a sunny sky again.
clogs are printed on the bottom of the moss, and the pottery cup is pouring in front of the green willows, and the prosperity is falling and the sun is sunny.
The flowers fall in front of the window are lonely, where can I find the fragrance? A cup of turbid wine is desolate and can't bear to return.
In the dream, the Ming Dynasty is like yesterday. When you wake up, the flowers fall for another year. The spring breeze is indestructible to the cold moon.
Drunk in the shade of flowers, the breeze under the sleeves blows on the plain zither, the crows cry and the people can't sleep, who will understand this center in the Ming Dynasty?
Fish swim in the shallow part and my heart is hard to calm down. I drink in my sorrow and my cups keep falling. The moon is falling and the crows crying and frost are all over the ground. Where is the journey to return in the Ming Dynasty?
The fallen red flowers on the ground are better. I advise you not to know that spring is old.
It is spring again in the Ming Dynasty. The peach blossoms fall and the matter is pity for me. I am very concerned about the old friends with wine.
The past is hard to complete, the new meaning is not over, the moon is falling, the crows are crying again, and it is autumn again.
Don’t meet each other, a cup of sorrow is full of sorrow, and the peach blossoms fall without searching, and the Ming Dynasty is clouded with rain again.
Another prosperous spring falls, where can I find a soulmate? A thousand cups can’t help but solve the clouds at the bottom of my sleeve.
The love remains unchanged, the alliance will never be remembered forever, and you will wake up in the end if you have a dream, and you will be confused with tears.
I have no intention of appreciating the fallen heroes in my spare time. I don’t know that I am a guest in my dream. Even though the alliance is still there, people will be separated forever.
Years of the year have not stopped, even if you have a vow, you will look back.
, no doubt, knowing God, the spring breeze is intentional and ruthless to make dreams.
The vows have become empty, the alliance is still in my ears, and the dream is still unresolved.
is happy to add new ideas, and the dream is happy that the alliance is still in my ears, and the vows have become smoke.
It’s too late to meet, the spring breeze dyes the black hair, and the unforgettable period of my life is still remembered.
vows to relive the affection and affection, the love of the mountains and boundaries continues to be lingered, and there is a dream in the world that must wake up. Don’t wait until you are old and feel lost.
Looking forward to reunion, I still vaguely see my dreams. The alliance can be separated by a lifetime, and it will also turn the vow into clouds and smoke.
The breeze and bright moon always linger in my dreams, and my mind and ape are always connected to my love. Even if the alliance can be separated by a lifetime, why not fight with the sky for a vow?
The alliance is in front of you. The vows from that year have turned into smoke, and the spring breeze cannot resolve the dream of peach blossoms.
Vows forever, love is hard to stop, and dreams of life have several autumns.
The heart remains unchanged. Although the dream is vaguely in the world, the vows are forever connected.
is like a dream like a smoke, and the time is wasted, even if the vows can be fulfilled again.
Don’t say that the alliance should not be light. The vows back then have become empty, and the spring breeze shines the dream with intentional and unintentional intention.
Love is eternal, it has become empty, and the dreams in the world are deeper and more intense.
The meaning of infinite love is not yet settled, the dream surrounds the river city, and the alliance is finally in full bloom.
is shocked by the dream, the hope of the river has not stopped, even if the alliance can be separated by a lifetime, the vow will flow eastward.
How can we stop the old vows? The spring breeze intentionally and ruthlessly makes dreams sad.
There are people in the depths of the white clouds, the terraced fields surround the purple clouds, and swallows fly low and bloom all over the fields of camellia tea.
Pear blossoms bloom all over the yard, swallows dance gracefully, and white clouds planted in terraced fields to send to the distant mountains.
Look down at the west side of the bridge, the terraced fields are covered with wheat waves and white clouds.
A path of moss goes up the stone staircase, the grass is lush deep in the white clouds, and the peach blossoms bloom and the swallows are low in the sound.
In one look, you can go straight into the sky, the sky is low, the sea is vast and the sea is endless, and the sunset is red.
has a thatched hut, high and low, and green mountains are seen deep in the stairs.
The mountains are vast and the evening mist is low, the chrysanthemums are blooming west of the small bridge, the terraced fields are in the autumn light, where is the white clouds surround?
winds a hundred feet of ladder, the white clouds bloom in the depths of the white clouds, and only the yellow orioles are low on the trees.
Flying from the sky, the terraced fields are filled with blue waves, the rice waves lower their heads and smile, and the lotus flowers open their mouths when they are sunset.
Tianhuan opens a line, the mountains are high and the water is low, and thousands of steps are reaching the top, and there are smoke in the depths of the white clouds.
The autumn wind is bleak and the evening sky is low, wild chrysanthemums The fragrance is full of the foot, and I want to go up the ladder to the depths of the ladder.
Looking at the distance to the ladder of heaven, the light of the Baiyun Lake in thousands of miles opens the picture, and the fairyland on earth is lower than that on earth.
The grass is lush, the road turns to the peak and does not require a ladder, the low branches hide the birds' singing, and the mountain flowers bloom west of the small bridge.
The willows are vague, and the spring is already low when I return. I want to climb the blue ladder, and the deep white clouds are a new topic.
Sunset, the west mountain is low in twilight, and the second time it is fascinating, white clouds are planted in terraces across the stream.
The blue sky, the blue sea and white clouds have nowhere to live, and the jade tower is magnificent and the rainbow is low.
White clouds are in the sky, green water is setting up a rainbow ladder, and low-flying swallows and peach blossoms are blooming in the stream.
starts with the world, and when you chant in a low-key manner, you will move ghosts and gods, and you will want to climb to the blue sky and lock the spring in Wuling.
cannot be accessed, where can I open it? The deep lock of the fishing platform in the thousands of miles of ladder.
Enter the sky, and in one look, the mountains and lakes are light and sing and melting.
The night is not long, my heart is revealed, my heart is still alive, I drink three cups of tears and two lines of tears.
Love and hatred are always hard to stop. Singing quietly for another autumn, life is easy to relieve the three cups of sorrow.
People say that autumn scenery is easy to feel sad, thousands of cups cannot relieve worries, and drink lightly and whisper softly in their chests.
The autumn wind does not dissociate people's pain, it is easy to cause lovesickness to enter the dream, and it is hard to sleep in the middle of the night and the drunken face is red.
It’s hard to have a cup of tea, life is so easy to grow old, why not drink the sunset.
It is difficult to have a long time to part, but the words on the screen are gone. Life is easy to grow old and still have love. Drinking three cups of tears will not dry up.
The past is wasted for years and tears are flowing, and a glass of turbid wine is hard to get together.
I feel hatred and always hurts. The past is without trace and I miss you a little bit. I drink alone until dawn.
Shuo sentences to the spring and autumn, it is difficult to describe the thick years, so don’t say that life is drunk and seeking a title of marquis.
-- Zheng Huixian #Telebrity Creation Challenge#
