Seeking ancient poems ~ ~

The sky is like water, the sun sets and the voice is weak.

Nalan night

Holding the needle, Whelan's heart sent it to the army night after night.

Clear in the wind

Qingluan search, phoenix habitat, feather book cry every word.

Siraitia grosvenorii bud

On the shore of Luoshui, the sky is burning and white teeth are nowhere to be found.

Lancanghai

Jasper, green and full, beautiful face is a permanent injury.

Permanent injury: long-term disappearance

Original, hope to adopt.