? Like the bright and beautiful poems hidden in the strength of time.
Kneading my Qingning heartstrings.
Early winter, you are the light flying kite,
Passing over the top of Yuandai Peak,
? Turn the sorrows and worries of autumn into clouds and smoke,
The silvery wings are still dancing happily.
Early winter, you are a pure and clear woman,
? Jianjia Cangting stands among the water and clouds,
Dressed in plain and bright clothes, her eyes are full of sweetness.
Your faint thoughts linger in Piantian with the winter clouds,
Gracefully floating in the boundless sky.
Early winter, your gentleness softens the cold autumn water,
The side of the reeds is gurgling.
Your gentleness blows away the harsh wind curtain,
Let the feelings of this season fall quietly to the window,
Aroused the lingering lingering sentimentality in the warm quilt.
? Early winter, do you know who the drunken flower fairy in the nursery,
The pillow is so dreamy that I can't bear to sleep, the morning light carries Yao recalling Chanjuan,
Putting on clothes, picking up the steps and taking a negative turn, ink out of the heart to write about fleeting years? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com