Original Lonely Moon Cold Plum
Take a bunch of moonlight bends
Cook an acacia lamp
Wander through the mind
Take the soft sausage from the cup
Wait for the return of confidants
Shallow heart said
A little thought
Sauvignon Blanc is desolate
Long road of broken words
Sigh again
There is no end to the world
The crying platform that broke up that year
The train is still running
And we have separated our loved ones from the mountains and the sea
You said back then
fool
Don't let the tears flow down
But I couldn't help it
Turn your back
My eyebrows are heavy
Tears flowed instantly
Want to cross the sea of people
But I couldn't hide the helplessness of crying
Feel free to do as you please
Don't explain it and don't miss it
I just want to make everything simple
Later, even the wind refused
Bring me your smile
Every time the wind blows pain
It will always be my tearful eyes
I looked down in my head
Pen
Intended to find april days on earth
Grateful for the past encounters
But it is difficult to let go of the past
Cowardly Wind Moon Affair
Hesitate to frown and refuse to rest
Amorous look back
That sentence is blank
Can you leave the window
Don't order
Ripples rippled through my mind
I thought it was fate
In the end, I realized it was a robbery
This life locks you in my brows
Take the pen and ink to heart
Depict the wind and snow moon mirror in the middle of the moon
Wish this a thousand dreams
The pen is endless
Left behind
Willows flutter
This time the ink dyes the love silk
Embracing teenagers is obsessed
Wordless
Fly a shard of acacia alone
It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong
Only a dream of the covered bridge remains
Acacia grew a few inches
Sorrow confused the thin feelings
May the depth end without words
No, no
Whether life and death are too shallow
Far apart
Look out at your poetry
Questions a volume
Affectionate and shared
White head with old age
The moon is the medium
Eyes drooping
Just wait for one person to return
The years make people old
Fame and fortune are forgotten
White-clad Qingxiang
Ginger Iron Horse Wine Sprinkled on the river and mountain
Money comes
Raise your eyebrows
Dan Twilight smells something
It turned out to be acacia bypassing pear blossom tears
There are no traces of the slight opening of the teeth and lips
Red dust
Wash away the nonsense
Break the three thousand plagues
Under the lone light
There is a witch cloak plain face
Only for one person with white hair
Photography: Junle
Appearance: Garden