Late autumn has arrived

(Sunday, October 18, 2015)

Willow green swallows flew yesterday, and now the old geese return to the south.

The leaf soul danced with the wind all over the ground, and Leng Jun swished and stroked his face.

The phoenix nirvana of "Star".

(Sunday, October 18, 2015)

You are the eyes of the night

Sprinkled with a ray of light

The shape of the flying fireflies

A beacon for night walkers

The moon in a dignified manner

Once it debuts

You're squeezed to the ground

But you have no regrets

accompany

The moon is no longer lonely

Contrasting

The moon is extraordinarily great

You are never proud and ostentatious

Not even inferiority, hatred, resentment, and hatred

Settle for the fate of the ages

Calm and affectionate

Achieved a heroine

Sing all the way

Twinkle eyes

You once built a galaxy

Drowned the Cowherd and Weaver Girl

Three hundred and sixty-four raised eyebrows

There was only one hand-holding moment

But it is the ruthless and domineering Queen Mother of Yaochi

A stroke of the golden hairpin

Strangling and planting

The background is like ink

The earth is barren, but you freeze

Hold up my motto

It is the image of the scenery in my dreams

Filled with everyone

Blankness and despair

hibiscus

（2015.10.19）

The shade is suitable like a veil, and it is willing to make wine and break saffron.

If you can get drunk with a hero, the fragrant soul will be all over the strait.

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