The wind passes through the traceless clouds first, and a leaf knows the autumn and leaves are not green. Whoever rubbed his heart into the wind whispered in his ear to ask about the spring return. Spring in the north is always delayed in the future, there is no spring warm blossom, full of fragrance, only white
author:The sun and the moon are at ease
The wind passes through the traceless clouds first, and a leaf knows the autumn and leaves are not green.
Whoever rubbed his heart into the wind whispered in his ear to ask about the spring return.
Spring in the north is always delayed in the future,
There is no spring blossom, full of fragrance,
Only the white snow lotus flowers are still in full bloom.