To autumn, I asked the distance in the southern, winter will have the information, you fall on the window of the lake, the lake left of the Machines Can He, the possibility of an autumn rain in the playing of the "Moonlight on the Spring River" . At that time, if the sun, even if it has been put on layers of ice, you also grow into a Mouguang in Spring.
Liulv a bonus of spring, standing in the distance, full of swagger with the beautiful. At this moment, only in the late autumn, the first exploration, sand breathing willow, a drop of water intended to dangerous levels of the eye.
This autumn, or let the Yan Nanfei big cut through the wing, blew out, the cloud-stone, look up the number of seasons with the replacement in a Ditan, looking back, what else is open when the Chaziyanhong times alone This left Duanbicanyuan? Even across the warmth of a season, is still dedicated to looking far far away, there could have imagined, south of the Yangtze River?
The proliferation of foreign land is still green, know that the distance is a yearning for the unknown. In the distance, that pleasant interpretation of a love of peace and prosperity, and miss the dream that desolate desert and Lengji. The Red vast and lonely, so that edge has cast a gray color, not clear.
The hard question is still the first Zhongchang - Guiqi! Perhaps in a word, refused to wake up.........
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