A quiet moonlit night, the breeze blows across the eaves, sparse branches flying on the window, a faint clear shadow swaying, a window of gentle longing...
camellia blooms gently, green ivy spreads quietly, curling tea smoke lingers in front of your eyes, emitting the faint fragrance of memory, strolling, walking The home of the soul is condensed into poems in late autumn...
Passing through the moon flowers like water, it seems like seeing your warm smile. When parting, the poetic fragrance cannot float out of the fingertips. Through the coolness of autumn, I really want to fly back to you...
The lights are dim and my thoughts are continuous. Open the yellowed poem, salvage the fragrant past, dream back to your beautiful hometown, and relive the happy time...
Carrying the streaming light of late autumn and warm expectations, strolling in the warm pastoral countryside. The fireworks in the sky and clouds are ordinary, just like the past, the pure and elegant...
The evening breeze is gentle, and everything is peaceful. The moonlight is shallow, the chrysanthemum fragrance is faint, exuding a charming atmosphere; the bluestone is quiet and the stream is gurgling, and the ensemble is a beautiful symphony...
Stars and moons flow, Rivers and Han gentle. Who is thinking about your daily well-being? Who is attached to your gentle concern? Who accompanied you through the long years? ...
Following the starlight of memory, staring at the sweet full moon, the lamp flowers of longing illuminate the quiet face, the affectionate eyes flash with gorgeous rays...
Wandering in the harbor of happiness, ignoring the shortness of time, forgetting the coolness of the dark night, and allowing the hidden thoughts to flow slowly...
moon buds perch on the branches, wisteria surrounds the fence, staring at the warm bird's nest, listening to the whispers of autumn insects, smelling the fragrance of straw, and bathing infinity of warmth...
The years of soul and dreams depend on each other, the sun and moon accompanying each other, and even the flowers and plants are shining with intoxicating light. The tears of longing condense into crystal dewdrops, nourishing the dreamy streaming light...
Carry a touch of autumn charm, the taste dyes the watery years, picking up a red leaf, ignite the fragrance of loneliness, and keeping the eternal warmth of my hometown in the quiet night, when I am lingering in love with you...
