Winter begins in a hurry. I haven't figured out whether the theme will shine. Will you be in this chapter? I always let my pen be held in a position of wind. I am still hoping that there will be no new sorrow in the story.

[Signs of Winter]

Author: Wang Hualiang

(I)

Sunset fell on the ridge

Some dreams

Start roaming

Those awake fragments

are the breath of early winter Intrusion of

no longer arrogant

There is frost flowers on the glass graceful

Moonlight wandering

Is it like water wet whose heart

slight rippling

I endure the warmth of summer and the euphemism of autumn

slim text

slim tune

melodious

3 winter kicked off like this

haven't thought about whether the theme will shine

Will you be in this chapter

The north wind has blown

h How to prevent

(II)

The sun begins to dim

It is only a little hotter than the moonlight

Acquaintance is almost chicken essence or pepper or salt

Emotional

is in an unstable stage

Monthly colored

Not seen stars

Gray night

Misty river surface

Missy river surface

Three fishing fires are dim

Boat

Boat

Boat

Deadly reed flowers

Decade of affection is Is it a dissipation of the memorial season

You come or not

My stupid eloquence

No desire to express lovesickness

smart as you

guess slowly

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Weather forecast on mobile

often modify suspense

always let me see the wind to hold the pen

linger in the phases

always think of you in the slightest sunshine

It always rains on the windy days

It always rains on the rainy days

It always rains on the rainy days

It always rains on the slight sunshine always think of you

Think of you

gorgeous words

who is describing you

Wild chrysanthemum shook his head weakly

unwilling eyes

Still looking forward to the story without adding new sorrow

Love and hate