The latest inscription original poem "Seven Absolutes" idly appreciates the chrysanthemum fragrant sleeves, and the silent night sings the kite moon into the heart. I grabbed a few bunches of light and rolled them into gold thread embroidered shoes. Arms, shoes, flat water rhyme on the flat nine good.
author:Clouds roll up the mountains
The latest inscription original poem
"Seven Absolutes"
Idle garden to enjoy the chrysanthemum fragrant sleeves,
Silent night chimes the moon into the heart.
A few beams of light came with a few,
Roll into gold thread embroidered shoes.
Arms, shoes, flat water rhyme on the flat nine good.