Drunk, smoky rain, thousand years of love is red dust

On the crows caw when the moon goes down, the rain of Hua Qing fell and hurried down. It was already light and cloudy, with idle flowers! Look at the vast Qiankun, leaving a little ink marks, adding fragrance with simple hands, caunya Suqin, hugging each other in the drizzle! Rain is the destination of the umbrella, and you are my waiting. When I met you for the first time, there was a fresh and elegant piano sound across the bank, accompanied by elegant music and graceful dancing, scattered with half-pool duckweed falling thousands of miles, give me a myth! The pulse of the eyes, cold pupil autumn wave, passing the cool separation of the whole life! It is your best confession to me to talk about incense and ink in ancient and modern times! Ignorant, boundless, walking in your world is already smoky and rainy! The peach blossom in the sky and the Apricot Altar in the cloud are your thousands of times of looking back, all of which keep my ink of regret and nostalgia in full bloom! Depend on the painting bar alone, Xiaofeng thousands of points, change your ferry love! True is also false, false is also true, feeling sad is difficult, flowers bloom for a season, you are not drunk! Charming and passionate, Lan Meng Qingxiao, looking all the way, your figure looks back, two wandering! I was speechless and speechless. I met you on the bank of the river. I had a lot of complaints and tears, but I still laughed in red and drunk! Moonlight Amber Murraya paniculata, Golden fragrant flowers are dreaming, you are a sunny day! Mulberry and Elm swallow, the wind and rain, I stand under the flowers, waiting for your destination, it is another thousand years! The expectation of a thousand years, the wind and frost of a thousand years, and the telling of a thousand years are even more like a hundred years of looking back and thinking for a hundred years. Only then can a ray of wind blow into your heart! The drizzle is beautiful, the cold and empty are leisurely, the wind and the sun are blowing, the rain is blowing, I have been dusty and mudslides, no more mountain streams! The Bodhi of life, the falling red rain, can’t feel your fragrance, why is this bitter? Qishan has a dream, which is full of love, the top of Lotus, and the hometown of dream! Youxue’s land, continuous affection, lonely travel, speechless face, how many amorous feelings of ignorance! Stepping leaves return, pointing to loneliness, sorrow is written, leaving the injury into injury, walking on the fishtail of spring, quietly collecting sadness. Put down all that is not, collect our unique! At this time, no injury, no tears, no loneliness, all your interest! Red peach blossoms and green willows, gentle breeze, twist the flower fragrance, overflow finger Liuxiang, falling red dust helpless! The fragrance of refreshing flowers! I can’t find your fragrance either! Hate it! Love or hurt, they are all passers-by, stay in the front of life! You must have a dream. The Qin is drunk all over the world, and the Green Lotus in the Bay is in the world! Broken body, scarred, still laughing at the east wind! The wind is light, the clouds are rising, and you have been away for thousands of years, hurting my deep love! Time cycle, time flies, five hundred years of wind, sun, rain, all cry for you! Tired and leisurely, hazy and deep-hearted, forever hand in hand day and night, never points!

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