<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="1" > for whom the flowers died</h1>
Flowers bloom back and forth, leaning on the window and sighing at the moon.
The stars are hidden in the clouds, and the rain is soaked in the cold smoke.
Zeng Gathered together and acted shyly, who knew that the scattered nights were sleepless.
Fang Fei was at the end of the autumn, and briefly abandoned the roadside.

<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="6" > seventeen-year-old injury</h1>
That year, the sun was shining,
That year, the breeze was blowing,
I wander between your soft hair,
Gently pick up the fragrance of youth that falls on the ground,
This life will die at your hands,
Oaths flow in the red dust,
I hope you are like the moon in the starry sky,
I was alone in the milky way late at night,
Surrender my soul,
Can we fill the sorrows of this life?
Contribute my flesh,
Can this life's barrenness be nourished?
Write you down on paper,
Recite silently,
Hold you in the palm of your hand,
Feel the temperature,
That year,
Flowing quietly in tears,
The love of that year,
Silent sorrow in the time of waiting alone,
Seventeen-year-old ocean,
Surging
Seventeen-year-old far away,
Only the worn-out bags remain,
For you, once a lifetime of scenery,
For you, you have also wandered,
For you, to yourself,
Live as you like.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="35" > the south wind to read you into a disease</h1>
Good things turn into silence,
It's come and go,
The burning light extinguishes all the heat,
The lover's hand stroked through the snow in the north,
The wind sings softly,
The rain is light and gentle,
My shadow lay beside me,
It was an old friend I had reunited,
Listen quietly to the soul saying,
Grass green, horses chirping,
It will not be love that refers to a deer as a horse.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="47" > listen to the sound of flowers blooming</h1>
Ends
Heavenly Dreams,
Like the wind, like the rain,
Bit
Blooming with a little rain,
A smirk,
Let go of the sky,
Shallow shore,
Looking for a ray of joy,
Petal rose, a heart whisper,
In the sky, in the dreams,
Soft whispers,
It is a wonderful sanskrit singing from a distant heavenly kingdom,
Whisper softly,
As if coming from a distant wonderland,
Ethereal, ethereal, distant,
Is that a Brahma chant in heaven,
From the heart,
Another example is the quiet and dense forest,
Clear Spring Stone Upstream,
Shallow and clear,
Window
Breeze lightly sent,
Kyauk Moon knocks on the window,
It was the whisper of night and the firmament,
Ear
Soft words quietly,
That's the footprint of heart and love,
whisper
Tangled,
Reaching the depths of the soul,
whisper
Soft and soft,
Eyebrows around the tip of the heart,
Deep into the bone marrow,
Intoxicated into the heart,
Looking back,
Where the lights are dimmed,
Ting Ting Yu Li is,
The sound is soft,
Intoxicated is,
The warmth of acquaintance.
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