Pick up the pen and wave down the thick stained gray and yellow years. The whole city faces each other with a smile.

the fallen flowers deliberately follow the running water, and the running water loves the fallen flowers mercilessly.

from then on, mountains and rivers don't meet, and Mo Dao is long and short.

if you give me a jade hairpin, I will wear long hair for you. Wash away the lead, and from then on, the sun will go out.

I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you will not miss me.

I wanted to do my best to make you prosperous all my life, but you came to the gate, and the six armies didn't send out, and the flowers bloomed and the moon fell, and suddenly the sky was full of yellow sand. In the afterlife, would you like Jing Chai in Buyi, * * * I'll talk at night and make tea with warm wine?

White tea is nothing else. I'm waiting for the wind, and I'm waiting for you.

I don't love worldly glitz, write about the world of mortals, lament the desolation of the world, and make people feel sad. I just look at bloom and wait for the flowers to fall, and I know it well, as clean as ever.

the bright moon in the sea is not a drop of lovesick tears. The world is far apart, how can it be a tragedy?

peach blossoms will burn forever. Cool night, the shadow is blurred forever. Shallow Qingxi reflects a lifetime of fireworks. Taotao blue waves, plastic dancing all my life. Flying leaves, showing a lifetime of dust.

when one person meets, draw a city of fireworks, and only wish to be happy all my life. Cherish one person's white head, remember one city's eternity, and only wish the years will be quiet.