Poetry: Infatuated woman's heart, dust and sand

Infatuated woman heart

Who made her heartbeat

Who made her heartache

It's just that a woman's love is her soul

After all, I was trapped by love, and finally fell deeper and deeper

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The past is deep; Amorous as a dream

The wind is a game, the love is a love, and the flowers are blooming

Still together; It's still hard to give up

Spring breeze and autumn moon; Flowers bloom

If it is already the wind; Come and go

A lifetime of companionship, pain in the heart, joy in the heart

Stupid, stupid, crazy, my heart beating

I can't catch it, but I still have to take care of being a cocoon: self-restraint

Affection - deep - difficult to extricate - sad all day

Injuries - detachments - can't hide

Who gives the right

An amorous, devoted woman - is trapped by love

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It's just that women are trapped by love after all

Finally sinking deeper and deeper

It's just that a woman's love is her soul

After all, it's love - for life

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For love -- two vast

If you meet a bosom friend in a foreign country, it will be like the old place - it will be the same

Remembrance - as old - the two are like-minded

Two eyes - tears

The moon is hazy, the love is strong, and the pity is dependent

The years go by; Day and darkness intersect; The sun and the moon intersect; Sun and moon phases; Morning glow

Regardless of everything; Stay with you for life

The lights are shining; The red candlestick is proof

For love - courage - red dust

a love; A fire prayer

Crazy for love - this life

The romance of a candlelit feast

A magic of dyed green silk on the temples

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It's just that the woman is finally getting deeper and deeper

Trapped by love all day long

It's just that a woman's love is her soul

Give everything for love

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Chunhua and Autumn Fruit; Scorching heat and cold winter

One day; The spring water dingdong

scattered around; The birch forest is full of snow flying

Spring breeze warmth; Flowers bloom next to the stream

small bridges and flowing water; Sunny

Mandarin ducks, colorful butterflies; A line leads to high altitude and flies together

warm sunlight; Injection into the heart and lungs

Heaven-Heaven-Heaven-Heaven; Bright-month-day

Month-month-month-month-month; Early-on-good

Points-points-points-points-points; Again--thinking-thinking

Second-second-second-second: guard-get-tight

a red line; Hide carefully

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It's just that a woman's love is her soul

For the rest of his life

For whom the heart aches; For whom to be sad

The moon is in the sky; Pondering; Deeply lock the eyebrows

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Dust and sand

The wind rises and the clouds are brave; Dusty and sandy

Snowfall; Flying around

The edge of the universe; Meteor walking stones

Desert Heroes; Angry slash stubbornly

Hundreds of tosses and turns; The front is folded

across thousands of miles; Cut the moon through the stars

sleeping on the sand; Flying stones

The desert of today; Lonely Soul Love Field

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