Beautiful, devoted, indifferent, aloof and ancient. Girls always have hair.

Half a fleeting ink, rain, clouds, smoke, strangers, returning people, rain, rain, rain, rain, snow, the remnants of the moon, the memories of the West Building, follow you to the distant mountains, the willow color is light, and the tears are light years away. On rainy nights, there are lonely clouds and cool cities, the ancient fragrance of Luo Qing ice reflects the moon, and Leng Qingqiu is indifferent to the light dust and wind. If there are no words, you will dream, and the red ink will splash, and the fragrance will fade away and dye the East Side. The spring breeze of the lonely boat is arrogant, and the sorrow is not bad, that is, the fairy bone is gentle. Ten parties have sent it at the turn of spring and summer, and the wind has left alone. I hope you go back to your home and think of the dynasty and dusk. In the West Building under the bright moon, Yan Nianqing's father Ning failed to pay back when he was negative. Xiaoxiang Old Yuenan Pavilion, with light smoke, points directly at the mountains and seas, so there are trees in the mountains, trees in the trees and black silk in the branches. A thin dream in Liangcheng, a cool breeze sleeping in Beicheng, a memory of red makeup, why do dead fish spend thousands of days in the deep sea, the old people in the city are sad in autumn, the ink is cool, the peach blossoms are shallow, the rain is falling, the lonely sails disturb the Sichuan wind, and the dreams are long. How can I tell the difference and cross all these clouds? Is whispering and homesick.