Time flies, autumn leaves become poems/Snow reflects the plum blossoms, and autumn passes again. The wind blows through the slender veins of the fallen leaves. Seeing the colorful brilliance just like the mottled plants and trees for time scattered into mud. Waiting for the next

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Time flies, autumn leaves become poems/Snow reflects the plum blossoms, and autumn passes again. The wind blows through the slender veins of the fallen leaves. Seeing the colorful brilliance just like the mottled plants and trees for time scattered into mud. Waiting for the next  - DayDayNews

Years pass by Autumn leaves become poems

Text/Snow reflects plum blossoms

Another autumn passes by, the cool wind

Brushes through the slender veins of fallen leaves and sees the colorful brilliance

Just like the mottled plants and trees love time

Stone into mud quietly waiting for the next prosperity of life

0 Spring flowers brew wine Autumn leaves become poems, the reality of society is complicated

Let go of it and be at ease, take a step back and the sea is vast The sky

The purple and red dust turns around, and time becomes a story

The traffic is full of traffic and time becomes a scenery

Time flies, autumn leaves become poems/Snow reflects the plum blossoms, and autumn passes again. The wind blows through the slender veins of the fallen leaves. Seeing the colorful brilliance just like the mottled plants and trees for time scattered into mud. Waiting for the next  - DayDayNews

Following the noise and fireworks, the wind comes to listen to the wind and rain comes to read the rain

Tang Fengsong rain all the flat and all the obliques are folded and collected in the text

Don’t need to write a Chinese article, you just want to cultivate yourself and cultivate your character

The troubles of the world are getting old and beautiful in time Beautiful forward

Like to write quietly and write about the warmth and warmth of time

Draw a poetic harvest of fragrance on the road of life

Use words to sort out the joys and sorrows in the heart

Lightly twist a period of time engraved on plain paper to express the voice of heart

Time flies, autumn leaves become poems/Snow reflects the plum blossoms, and autumn passes again. The wind blows through the slender veins of the fallen leaves. Seeing the colorful brilliance just like the mottled plants and trees for time scattered into mud. Waiting for the next  - DayDayNews

Time is like water, silence is great beauty

How many years are it, it is just a prosperous intersection

html l0 Treat life as an experience of growth

Standing at the ferry of years shaking so many joys and sorrows tranquility

See the world with a pure heart, live life with a happy heart

Rejuvenate emotions with a normal heart, eliminate worries with a soft heart

Life is not only about the misery in front of you, but also poetry and distant

Autumn whispers cherish the eyes, and move forward with a beautiful smile

Time flies, autumn leaves become poems/Snow reflects the plum blossoms, and autumn passes again. The wind blows through the slender veins of the fallen leaves. Seeing the colorful brilliance just like the mottled plants and trees for time scattered into mud. Waiting for the next  - DayDayNews

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