Picking up the lost thoughts, walking in the strangeness of May, and kissing, revealing a beautiful poem in the evening.
Early summer is a poetic time, even the heart of the heart is also full of quiet fragrance. The old wind in the old dream of Jiangnan also has your eyes.
My fingertips are turning to beautiful memories, I am thinking of you, my words are no longer sad, I just want to let the verses flowing under the pen and the flowers on the street open for you.
I made my thoughts a flower, and I will fly on the plain of my white clothes. If there is a song in the wind, it must be that I sing for you in the distance.
A glimpse of the flame of Acacia lightly ignites the fragrance of the shallow summer. I want to have flowers at the moment of gazing, there is a butterfly, there is you, there is sunshine.
The road is too far, the dream is too long across a mountain, how can we live up to the red dust across a river?
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