hibiscus old years Dreams of the Golden Time/Snow reflects the essence of plum blossoms. In the dusty dream, the years are slowly sipping the fireworks. In the days, this glass of life's wine brings the new year. Look at the lights of thousands of houses, sour, sweet, bitter, spi

Hibiscus in the past Dreams of the Golden Time

Text/Snow Reflects Plum Blossoms

Essence of Dust Dreams, Years and Years

Slowly Tasting the Wine of Life in Fireworks Days

Let's welcome the new year and watch thousands of lanterns Fire

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty tastes are tasted carefully to understand them

Hibiscus In the past, time has passed

Standing at the ferry crossing, looking back and smiling to soothe some pain

The Zen heart of lotus language knows from a distance that it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance coming

The winter solstice is so cold, don’t let the dream of worldly life be wasted

The prosperity is gone, the years are changing

Look at the spring flowers and autumn moon, appreciate the summer lotus and winter snow

Slow cook life and savor the poetry of life

No one can keep the pace of time as the years pass

The years are cloudy and the years are twilight.

The winter solstice is here again. The days are short and the love is long. The pine branches reflect the snow.

The crystal clear cover smooths the desolation on the street. Except for the sun and the moon

The floating life has not stopped, the years are passing by

Indifferent and tranquil, the moonlight and the wind do not linger in my heart

Chasing the light and encountering the golden times Dream, waiting for youth to walk in the light

Fresh clothes, angry horses, and lingering life, washing away the lead, the pearls are not protected.

Time flies, the years are quiet.

There are vibrant mornings, warm afternoons

There are brilliant dusk, and starry nights.

Go all the way with kind thoughts, watch and have insights along the way.