It is the willow wind and cool I once longed for, the earth is desolate, where you and I are emotional, there are a hundred flowers blooming, but there are no poems and distant water to protect the flowers, thinking about drunken dreams, yellow sorghum, and finally let Chen Mi's chaff have to be put away
author:Shallow and rough
It's willow breeze cool again
I used to yearn for the earth to be desolate
Where you and I are emotional,
There are a hundred flowers blooming,
But it is not poetry and far away
It is the flow of water to protect the flowers and think about it