The wind, flowers, snow and moon slowly come from the past life, hugging you tightly and reminisce about where the piano sounded that night was so refreshing?

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Flowers and moons, from the previous life

, hugging you tightly and savoring what was the sound of the piano in that night?

I am a child, happy like a fairy

in the midst of nothingness, use passionate and exaggerated posture

hold the hand

create a fantasy legend

The wind, flowers, snow and moon slowly come from the past life, hugging you tightly and reminisce about where the piano sounded that night was so refreshing? - DayDayNews

late at night, snow flutters, flowers fragrance

J, only you

plain makeup and light face, green clothes are like mist, in

playback

without any scruples

replay

The heart of knowing, my snow dress dances lightly and

dances every nerve, searching for your soul

touching that affectionate call

The wind, flowers, snow and moon slowly come from the past life, hugging you tightly and reminisce about where the piano sounded that night was so refreshing? - DayDayNews

an ice bone

a snow charm, the same water quality elves

listen, the green girl sings

I also use rich lines of poetry to test warmth

Buddha said: break from love and desire, worry and suffering are also away from

more 地方 floats out of the clouds

interpretation: clouds may not be empty

The wind, flowers, snow and moon slowly come from the past life, hugging you tightly and reminisce about where the piano sounded that night was so refreshing? - DayDayNews

My eyes cross the tenderness of the spring breeze

Distant mountains and rivers

willow branches tips dyed tender green

soft and clear

This simple feeling makes you feel with the warmth of love

spring flowers blooming wishes you ml1

The torment of spring cold will be covered with dust. The lovesickness in winter

passes through the haze and clouds to meet and meet thousands of sunshine

blooms the fragrance of life, let the whispers of love no longer cause the sorrow of separation

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The chat and laughter are five thousand years old

The mountains and rivers are far away, who will hold the hand and grow old together?

The bloom of the heart flowers

The instant fragrance is so real, so beautiful and short-lived, and tears fall before I could blink my eyes 

The taste of loneliness is still so deep

How can I enjoy the two loves?

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