【Night Rain】
Author: Falling snow stained dust
The taste of April begins to fade
Even the spring was consumed
Listened to the rain overnight
The rain fell on Chang'an, and someone was thinking about it
The sentences I want to write are a mess
Words are not satisfactory, the deceased and others
The story refills the dream
The sky is slightly discharged, and the rain begins to break
Birdsong in the summer, chirping with joy
【Evening】
Author: Falling snow stained dust
The wind swept through the evening books
"Lovely place to stay"
It was fireworks that crossed the Long Street
Moved by the twilight
About your section
It is a blown off ginkgo biloba leaf
Maybe it was caught in the pages of the book last year
The moon enters the window, and the wind rises softly
Your name falls into the evening wind
The night began to have a temperature
【Meet】
Author: Falling snow stained dust
Collect a little spring every day
Put it in my poems
Flowers bloom in March
April's earthly world
Never get old
Saved words
Yellowing in the winter
Three glasses of two light wines
Meet again
About the Author
Falling snow stains dust
A person who is accustomed to memories, a person who is accustomed to not being able to put it down, a red dust passerby who is upside down and displaced. Three thousand passers-by, ten zhang red dust, meeting you is fate, thank you for your liking.
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