Warm in winter, the flowing rivers of the countryside are babbling, the waves are sparkling, the white light is shining, reflecting the rays of light that are alive and moving in the sky, slowly, walking, and rhythmic, like a mother in the middle of the seam of love and love, the flow of the river is like a song that hears the sound and sings, "Shu Shu Yi Yi", the wave spirit is flashing, moving, it is in the ming refers to the distant look and trek on the quiet sea path, the road is on the road, the branch of the seal, the forest shadow trembles in the soft wind, the bitter ground, the gray ground, a shake, in the voyeuristic, judicious staring at the wandering in the face, enlightening the far side of the fang, Mian Shen, Mian Shen, in the world you and my love narrative, you and me, I you, there is a fate of the flow, I am, you me. Water shadow, light and shadow, in the shaking, in the wandering, the two that contain the atmosphere are like the fingertips of the English walker, the bullet point, the zhang finger, the relocation of the earth, the return of the earth, forward, according to the poor, cherishing the homely you and me, slightly eye, hanging, in the silence, in the ai shen, dreaming of life, in the bath, in the "Shu Yi Yi", the flowing water is also in the bell, in the deep description, in the whisper, "you and me" "I you", in wherever, the light and shadow are gentle, maintaining warmth, from the ground, the heart caresses her, she is in the "Water" "YiYi", In the flow there is, flow leisurely.
The warmth of the cool light, whispering the wood next to the river, gently fluttering with a wind and a cloud of incense, so that the ground, towards, far away, long. The ground was covered with bright red, red pink petals, one piece, one piece, one in one, covered with a piece, next to cover, piece by piece, flower, red, with clear white, illusion gently riding, carrying the remains of breath, protecting, finely mixed, released in mourning, light and alive on them, red burning, burning red burning, fire repeating the morning sun, storing the pure dawn of tomorrow, floating in and out of the fragrance, rolling, swimming, yes, yes - plums. Hua Hua's, shattered, is the shadow should stand tall and dry wood, carrying him, sleeping with him, she and him, one standing, standing, the other is the waiter, he is in the solo poem, she is relying on the momentum, is the soft light, is the illuminated Yaoyi, slowly, with the land, silently stretching, the plum of the winter tree, the light of the xi edge, and the flow of harmony, Kai Kaidi, Kai Kaidi, your she, "Shu Yi Yi", "Shu Yi Yi", "Yi Yi Yi". ——